Cuffed by Curiouslovechild

I've never been in handcuffs
But I could feel the cold metal in my dreams:
You on top of me
Each wrist linked
To the other
While the public chanted of our love
A mockery of marriage
A bondage of adoration
That supposedly goes beyond the silver imprints
Past the gold on my ring finger
Pressing into veins
Leaving vulnerable skin underneath
Wet and useless:
A bronze reality
Melted together
To form a union
Less than pure.
And God only sees you
For the wrong you do
Between the clicking cuffs
You don’t think of me
Consistently
Even as I lay over you
Sharing blood beating
Stainless steel
I refuse to appreciate
Your mental freedom
My lack of control sends spasms
Down ring fingers
Leading to tips that can’t touch you
Like I used to
Our friction creating fractioned hearts
In an imprisoned dreamland
Our togetherness creating a distance
Only heartstrings apart.
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6 comments:
wow that's amazing
Very amazing, I am looking foward to the book release.
Love is an amazing thing. Nice work
This makes me want to make love to a pen again, thanks for the inspiration
Thats love
I used to have a love like that, but when I realized I didnt know myself good enough to know it waS LOVE.
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