“Do I Want To Be Her” by Kayla Simon
do i want to be her
or do i want to lie beside her in dreams, to grab the edges of her
cheeks until our breath forms a single cloud of hunger, or do i want
to sit on top of her & watch the rise-fall of her chest in dim light,
to kiss her until our bodies fuse together, until the veins in our arms
imprint like sleep lines, or do i want to wrap my fingers around
her wrist until pointer meets thumb & skin turns white
with pressure, or do i want to slot myself between her thigh gap, or do
i want her hipbones puncturing holes in my stomach like baby stars,
or do i want to excavate her bones from her body until there’s room for me
to crawl inside, or do i want to sink my teeth into her, or do i want to be the mirror
to her twisted ribcage, or do i want to kiss lines down her stomach
like i’m tracing a dream outline, or do i want her for myself, or do i want her
body, or do i want her body?
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