There’s a gentle sting between us

Raw scratch… like a dry cough

It lingers

Starved of its libation

Our hearts are tucked away

In a cage of social construct

There’s a gentle sting between us

An itch that can’t be scratched

Illegal.

You are waters away

Waters indicate emotions

Under the surface away from the light of day

I once heard someone say…

Allow the sun to shine, the moon will get its turn

But the moon is still there during the day

The sun’s light hides it

Until the sun goes away

There’s a gentle sting between us

I don’t like pain

I wrote this raw , freestyle without edits; the way emotions tend to be.

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