What’s Yours is Mine

Look me in the eye
As you lick
That indifference
From your lips

Better yet
Let me
Taste what it's like
The bitter apathy
And lies
Stinging my tongue
I'll choke it down
For it's better
On the inside

Now my love
Tangle in this embrace
Part those sweet lips
Press against mine
Your tongue quivers
At what I have to offer
Do you recognize this
Or can you not see
Past yourself
As I give back
What is yours

I cower
In understanding
And watch you
Smother
In your safe space
The only constant
Is my regret
As I return
For more
Again and again

44 thoughts on “What’s Yours is Mine

  1. Pingback: a grumpy gift: What’s Yours is Mine — The Stories In Between | hands in the garden

  2. Stories, I’ve read this a dozen times. I am nearly at a loss for words. It is so evocative, conjuring up this perfect image in my mind, the bitter pill of rejection, lies and loss, swallowed again and again and again. Going back for more in a most seductive way. I wish I could express fully just how amazingly you’ve written this and what it means to me. Instead I’ll say: wow. This is really very well done. I am in awe once again.

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  3. Thanks for liking my post (spoken words can’t be retrieved)
    I appreciate that very much.

    It shows your concern for such post.

    Again THANK YOU VERY MUCH

    I still remain  the simple blogger…..

    #PATRICKSTORIES
    Peace ✌and Love ❤

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