self-confidence offended,
reassurance dissolved.
your tongue, your eyes,
your hands,
chisels to the stone
upon which i've come to
rely.
hundreds of thousands
of minutes spent
building,
protecting,
guarding,
undone in a matter of
moments,
the contact of lips,
the brushing of skin.
you have undone
all that
i have worked so hard
to temper.
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