Love

you have become unfamiliar to me.

We have grown unaccustomed to each other.

An unseemly gulf keeps us apart.

My hands are

mottled

and defy the heat of my body.

I will risk

my own bed,

and hope I won't haunt myself.

I might have been away

but you kept me trapped nonetheless.

What

no repercussions for my unbridled words?