Bones

I’m in your bones, Your monochromatic Glue bomb, Sweet and sticky From all that heat. You know what I am And where I usually hide, Inside your perfect chest, Penetrating the bone. I’m going to find out Soon enough Why you cut your hair, And why you think It’s fair Not to forget it Inside a notebook. I loved your hair, Your monochromatic mane. I felt it in my bones, And rushed inside you Deeper. You know you can’t escape. I make you lose your mind, I make you talk in maths. You can’t run from Our biology, I can feel the chemistry, It’s pure physics, honey, And there’s nothing you can do. I’m in your bones, Your black and white Veins, Your reddish skin Is me, As I run inside you, deeper. © 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila