these stinging hearts that smear her way,
she traces them, lost, mute, empty
flicks them on and off
licks them
and rewrites the pattern on her tongue
these stinging hearts that sit in her mouth,
she kisses them first,
her lips smudged with holy stain
she swallows them
down her throat
lush on heartstrings
her hollow chest
with hungry lips
desperate
sucks them in
her heart now home to hundreds
their stings and dunks
melt her sheer skin
feelings bleed through
voices are heard
music fills in
the room expands
they inflate
it is full
it is heavy
with the weight of a hundred arms
and strength of a hundred hearts
it's full
it's warm
it's light
it's kind
it's soft
she breathes warmth
10:33pm
