Angry little teeth, sharpened
Pearl cuts and bitten,
My bruised lips if I miss
Your coral kiss, does it matter?
Does it?
Necklace soft, new moon nail
Mark pressed so patiently into
My chest if I look for markings
Left too late, they're gone
What is meant by moments
Spent at little games like these?
I know that I never want to be
Apart from you.
Line of jewels around my throat
Broken cloud on my breast, A
Hidden bite inside my lip
A little nip, unable to resist, if I
Miss your coral kiss
Does it matter?
Does it?