Bittersweet.

The words fell
from my lips
with the ease
of breathing,
accidental, but intended.
It was as
if my incoherent
jumbled mind didn't
need to think
to speak travesties.
It was there.
Once it escaped
my damaged mouth
it felt like
satin, to my
soul, in the summertime.
When bodies are
so warmed by
the sensations of
it beneth you
you never get
tired.
Like a hot choclate
when you long
cold.
Sad songs when
you are happy.
A life
for a life.
Your eyes never
skipped a beat,
neither did your
mouth.
You didn't seem
to realize I had
let my deepest
fear crawl from
it's hiding place.
...A beloved monster

I trust you...