Wary Poem by Stefanie Fontker
Wary
You stop, mid-movement
Watching me warily
As if I would attack
Perhaps I would
Given the circumstances
I feel it would be fair
But I can hold my tongue
And fist my hands
When you continue
Your journey and your
Lips touch my face
My heart bleeds tenfold
And you don't have
A chance to worry
Because now we are both
Hurt, burned and bleeding
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