give me what i crave
those hands in my hair
force me against the wall
your heart beating bare
i want that delicate balance
your fingerprints covering my skin
yet wrap me in your arms
in your lips, your grip, your sin
take me, silently, break me, tenderly
until your kisses erase my scars
bruise my lips, devour me whole
show me what it means to see stars
i might have my demons
and you might have yours too
but mine are far more trouble
because all my demons look like you
SANDI SIEGER. 