sleeping lessons

 You don’t have to say anything

I can feel your desire pulsing in soft lips

for a moment we are somewhere safe

in tune with each other, words in the form of hesitant kisses

and I am scared

because I like your lips

and I hear what they say

I am unpredictable

and I hurt anyone who doesn’t hurt me first

and those lips last night

delicate like my grandmother’s fine china

warm skin that’s spent the day in the sun

told me you would never hurt me

like a predatory animal,

I sense your kind soul

with mangy canines bared

I am ready to indulge in unsuspecting flesh