Poem: Leaning Into Your Distance

Post was created on May 29th, 2013

I walk a fine line

for the thrill of it.

I gag for the danger of you.

 

You push into my arms,

metal to metal, heated through-

a knife to flame.

 

But still I am not enough.

 

I wait by your gate,

fingers on the latch,

leaning into your distance.