Traces

Traces of my body
Lie on the bed,
Where his kiss
Scalded my lips.

An embryo grows
Inside the womb
Of my desire,
Confusing perception
With alluring promises
Of darkness and light,

Until I exist as myself
And that other her,
Spontaneous and unpredictable,
Tasting the blood
Of my darker side;
A version of life
More powerful
Than my own.

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