A Girl Without a Past

i lay upon the  crisp sheets before you

to come to you without a past.

to never hear nor tell

those stories

long cords coiled red

frayed to the wire  at the edges

for those aren't our stories

they're everyone else's but ours

so im far and distant a complete

an un-storied girl before you.

before you. i come

i come loudly with streaming fears and tears

without a past i come

i come so violently

i crash into your body

and for that moment a question hovers above your lips

so i say shhh. it's just you.

it's always just been you.