- Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
Playfully biting my shoulder blade
with warm breath and a wet mouth.
That was your shinning moment.
Without 48 hours to know me by,
You knew where I liked to be
touched and how.
I darted my eyes back at you.
Previous ghosts would not
describe me as easy to love.
Though I love easy.
Nor easy to thrill.
Easy to hold.
Just easy - underneath
cheap thread count.
Revealing my body to prove my worth - you also proved yours.
Covering my exposure
with my arms and hands,
you pulled them open.
“You don’t have to hide from me.”
I have never been more naked than
I was during your shinning moment.
- Margaret Atwood (via verenaandrea)