I wasn’t sure if we were still doing this over the summer, but I decided I might as well share something so you know I haven’t forgotten…

Between the Sheets

I’m yours;
words spoken
in vulnerability.
Darkness protects

paralysing fear -
No one escapes

until the daylight
passes through.

Then you bolt,
don’t look back.
Disappearing
is not endearing.

Don’t kid yourself;
you didn’t fall
for me. Ideas
cheapened by hollow words.

This mirror’s tainted -

with my reflection -

looking at what you see
but you don’t want me.

Just go. Get out
from between my sheets.