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crossroads

notifications like a wink in the dark
I keep a letter in the back of my bottom drawer
read every syllable of your elegant hand
twice over and I'll accept this friend request

could it be coincidence? are you who she sent
to meet me at the crossroads this time?
did just a thought of the past open the door?
the fear left and you stepped across the threshold

I know why I buried it
I never looked back over my shoulder
uncovered dirty truths within myself
now I can't help but to wonder
if all of that trauma was completely rational

I can't turn my thoughts away from you
right now I don't really care to try
that lurid saunter has me kneeling
for the whispers of praise to come
the gentlest kiss, but I know you bite

I weaved truth with lies inside my mind
and gave your voice such a fiery thread
so I won't pretend and the past isn't dead
I long for the shackles attached to your bed

I guess all it takes is an apology
a well placed tone and consistency
to make me a puddle for you to lap
and my sins only fuel that wild desire

I know why I buried it
now I stare back over my shoulder
holding these shameful truths in my hands
I can't help but to wonder
if I regret shredding you to ribbons

I can't turn my thoughts away from you
I think I've lost my principle to fight
a broken promise has me kneeling
for the potential of doing our best
your violent kiss, but I want the bite