paramour

…we were illicit in eyes of better judgment…
…and noxious one to the other…
…tattooing stains in deception on the inner thigh of inappropriation…
...upon the underbelly...
...behind the face of ourselves...
…and we made covenants of sin with pawns…
…bleeding at a distance…
…going against the grains of paths designated…
…and though skin did not reject the sensation…
…of follicles forced opposite the bias of growth..
..in adversity's direction…
…logic and clear eyes see the traps and poison which does not kill…
…but antagonizes…
…and i do not wish...
...to fracture june sweetened…
...nor to fragment the likeness of myself...
...which i am lengthening towards in purpose...