crave me
touch me
touch my soul
you have every permission
a consensus to engage my skin
with the translucence of your fingers
all so new
all so scary
but it’s safe
you are safe
subtract the tragedy and quaint mystery
add the flare of familiarity and allowance
we deserve a bit of happiness
let that be our mantra

repeat that in my head
hundred times
multiple times

you’re not a pillager but my saviour
and I authorize you to take me
bind me
guide me
i am all yours

© simon whittle — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad