Injured nest

As I sit in this foreign flat

I feel pain in my chest

It is the faint but persistent

Sense of an injured nest


I felt sexually aroused

Voraciously often

Gently caressed the nicest skin

And let my guard soften


We talked open relationships

Imagined more lovers

In what was a graceful way of

Hurting one another


Since the day my family broke

My shadow kept searching

For cracks to fix in our love

To darkly self-nursing


I got stuck asking the question

when does love feel enough

Now let me enjoy and move on

and melt into a laugh