Ache rush through veins.
Unrestrained restraint?
See through; heart beats.
Hand meets meat.
Flesh hues.
Reds turn blues.
Tear glisten smile.
Armor plating begins to crumble.
Upon your heart I stumble.
What is this? May I ask.
Oh MY! Am I seeping into your soul?
Feeling… losing arm’s length control.
Sensing my detergent entering your veins.
Fading all old stains.