Bare skin.
Keep away but stand near.
When I let you in
Don’t you dare close the door on me
I kept it locked for so long
I couldn’t remember where I put the key.
I self-consciously peeled layers back
Somehow made you shed tears
Bare my skin like an onion
You can smell the lingering fear.
Pride left me long ago
The ground is closer than ever before
Yet bending on one knee still feels too personal
If you want in I may just never open the door.
© Manu Kiza 2022.
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