Where I Carry You
Hurt me,
let me carry your scars,
marked, feeling
your rough hands
break past my ribs
piercing your way in.
Take me by force,
claim me,
let every thrust shout
“Mine! Mine! Mine!
Leaving the imprint of your grasp
embedded in my hips.
Push inside me,
till I’m swollen and raw
driving out everyone before you,
everything in me that’s not you,
the wounds, changing me
from the inside out.
Enter me and stay,
tattooed on my flesh,
branded and bruised,
scarred,
under my breast
where I carry you.
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