Been a couple hours
And the clawmarks
In my back are just now
Starting to sting
This sweater that I’m wearing
Still smells like you and I
Bruises and hickeys
All over my body
Won’t heal
For another few days
But I won’t recover from
Connecting with you
Now when
I think of anything
You’re a part of
Those thoughts too
You are the strength in my spine
You’ve cut deep and slaked free
Now you have
A hold of me
Consume Reality! 