If I do this for you,
if I take the chance,
are you going to hurt me?

If I let you in,
love you
like I loved him,
are you going to tear me apart?
Limb from limb

If I hold your hands,
kiss your lips,
are you going to taste
of her?

If I warm your bed,
wait on you,
will you join me,
reeking
of another woman
and her cheap perfume?

If I trust you,
believe in you,
are you going to deceive me
just
like
him?

- Hannah Jo, 2009

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