quietly

quiet quiet there are people that could be listening and may not be but it's no matter because what it is for us isn't any different if they're listening. sometimes when you don't want me to have a voice i turn inside-out and every sound and color is as sharp as your teeth biting my skin. quietly quietly

yes i cling to your arm yes i do that i touch it and stroke it and i pay attention because i may not get another chance because i am grateful for just the small moment of sweetness when you let me show you that i am not just owned because i can't not be but because i.chose.you.