because she thinks she is going to hell | theresa davis


you are not being judged
because your bones decided
maybe in a moment unplanned
to rest near my bones

passion has no punishment
except the ones
we place upon our own hearts

I mean
we were runaway trains that night
and I was wearing my voice
at just the right decibel

you never stood a chance

I understand those urges
that make you question things
like sexuality and I want to know
what this feels like

regret doesn’t live in my heart
it simply can’t afford the rent
and I am no test dummy
no one takes advantage of me
without my permission

if your tongue is tied
my prayer is that your thoughts are not
I am drawn to all things beautiful
and like it or not you were
you are beautiful

I mean
we were a head-on collision that night
and I never saw you coming
until I did