Marked

My body bears the marks

delicious bruises

my body reacted to

like a river reacts to lightning.

My mind is trying to rub them away

but my body likes them.

My mind bears the marks

shiny pink burns

left by heatless passion

on a night when I should have cared less.

My mind is offended by the memories

but my body likes them.

Untouched

Explore me,

touch me here

and there.

Feel me

and wake my sleeping senses.

Discover me,

(I will be new for you)

then

draw me a map

so I can see who I am

to you,

and through you.

Touch me, here

and there.

Explore me.

I am untouched.