A for Adult

this one time
we were alone
and i took your picture nude
but you were not nude
you were adorned by all the things that are kept in secret
I know that you know that i know
there is more than money involved.
there is your tender heart exposed
squishy and slightly reserved
or all the way reserved
because maybe
I am projecting
that this is not how your petals unravel
and shed
behind pixels and quotes and Afghan men.
you are a handmade tapestry
and you’re following a string
inch by inch
branding your skin
eccentric sad because that too
is a brand
we are linked
they’re not
they could never pave our identity
on the city block
the void is not a cock
I dare not define it now.

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