Legs tangled like the ivory lace of a dress,
A tender arm cradling my head,
Warm darkness stroking my skin,
And stars racing across the heavens.
The splitting rumble of approaching thunder,
An ember behind icy eyes,
The camera flash of lightning overhead,
And shackles of muscular arms.
The burn of trickling tears,
The buzz of innocence brought to an end,
A fist smashing the bars of it’s cage,
And words like whips cracking against my protruding spine.