Whatever your name was

We laid on your casper bed of treasure hoping to never disappear into the space between risk and certainty.

You asked me if I was afraid.

I tucked my braids behind my knowing ears and arched my spine in curiosity; stalling for a moment to let my head walk through the museum of denied truths you curated.

My heart was your muse and yet love never felt safe with you.

love never felt so safe.

You were an astronaut in a metal barred room, and I’d never be able to unearth you.