Drink her in, down your throat

 

Cold milk honey

 

On your knees

 

Let him fill you with life

 

Stop tensing your legs, gripping, resisting

 

Reaching for completion

 

Peel back that skin

Rip the scab off

 

When the darkness overcomes her

She no longer panics.

 

Curiosity arises

 

She says Yes

To every outcome

 

She says Yes

To the excavation

 

She says Yes

To her chaotic

Opening

 

The medicine is in

the wound itself

 

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