Pillow Talk Poem by Juli Watson

I love you
I love you with my fist
I love you with a knife
I love you bruised, bleeding
You need me to show you you’re real
Pinned down, a rare specimen
I have caught you and saved you
Without me you are hollow
Without me you don’t feel
Without this
I show you your fragility
Hot breath on cold glass
The power I have over you
Your strength disabled, forgotten words on a page
This is how I love you
This is how I make love to you
Your skin spills its Turin Shroud smear
The trust you have in me
Your porcelain stillness
You are at peace, at last
Exquisite pain releasing you.