SHIELDS

We lay naked,
Nude, our bodies, touching, but, yet
 
We lay separated,
Shields, to protect
 
Ourselves not from sharp weapons
Or piercing gunshots, but from the words we
 
Are both afraid to mutter, the words,
“I love you.”
“I loathe you.”
 
Touch me again darling, touch me,
Drop your shield, it’s all I ask of you.
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