strip me

if you strip me

the wonderfully hurting of your eyes stripping me;

just before…with no self pity,

so incessantly; fresh smell of tragedy.

layer by layer by layer

dark spell of my womb

elementary physics

flooding up my heart’s room

I try avoiding this yearning -

sweet ginger peach tea;

it’s no use

no excuse

some long forgotten truce

I’m down to my slip

and you just continue to…

layer by layer by layer

dark spell of my womb

elementary physics

crowding up my heart’s room

I try avoiding this yearning -

sweet ginger peach tea

I’m down to my knee

if you strip me.

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