I Was Scared

I was scared when you said you loved me.
I didn’t know what happened next
But I knew it wasn’t joyful anticipation
of you saying you loved me
for the first time.

In the dark castle of our souls
We explore the throat of life;
opposite me on the shelf
two hot water bottles sit,
one a pretty lady, and one
an undefined knitted male.

In the forest of our tears
We ravage ourselves bare
hoping that light will penetrate soon.