you kissed my palm

you kissed my palm
then my lips
then my heart

you left stains in my veins
made your words run with my blood
til i spoke them
believed them

you needn't have worried that
i'd forget
but i guess living this reminder
isn't so bad

(i sing sometimes when i bleed
how sweet the red looks
on my skin, how it looks like
you kissed my palm)