the chosen one there is a past with

and then she smiled inside the mask
towards the one the past was intense as ocean
doubts
stroke,
your neck, with all the harvest you left for me
play the tape where the end is shown
after all the abusives talks
and leashes
and then, the end so real it touches your skin by scratching and boiling and burning
(look to yourself)
to leave you breathless
as you did with me
stealing the rest of life there was here still.