broken

I love the red i see in your eyes.

Like bones of your soul.

A skeleton of desire and passion behind your ultimate fear.

drawing me in unarmed. Surrendering guns, arms, daggers at the request of a sideways glance. 

And then I have no more. No more of me. No more of fight. No more of need. No more of purpose. 

Just complete.

Naked.

Whole.

Beginning again with bare bones.

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