A hug means
I want to strangle you with my love.
I hold your hand
With our fingers sown together while
This love flows from my heart
Seeps into your palm like a polite poison
Slipped into something sweet
As we are hand in hand,
And every kiss
Is a new bitter apology gilded with a fresh confession
And with each confession
Comes an even sweeter song of praise
Like an old hymn
Both hated and loved but
Never forgotten.
Stop calling me a saint
Because I live to eat all of your
Sweet sins.
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