We’ve made promises
Opportunities await
You’ve truth I must hear
i see black n white
i see what should be secret
i see palms on glass
It was something like silk
In the same shade of green
As the rings ’round my eyes
Whose flecks match the flowers in yoursAnd I wondered whether
It’d wow other women
(Which it did)
But-it-seems-to-have-wowed-you-tooNow laced within these lines
An invitation to investigate
If it is indeed
Silk
Sherlock
I hope it’ll hurt
Your truth leaking through my skin
Binding my ankle