I’ve forgotten all the times I bit my tongue until it bled
I can’t remember how many fires have touched my hands
I don’t know how many times in life I have spit something out
But I recall very clearly every time a part of you touched my mouth
The first time and the last time and that one time in between
when your mouth wasn’t even on mine just near mine hovering
Breathing electricity into the impulsive side of me
Leaving stains and scars and tooth marks on everything plump and fleshy
I’ve forgotten the man I loved before you how he looked and how he smelled
I can’t remember how many people I’ve truly loved and couldn’t bear to tell
I don’t know how many times I think of you when I’m in someone else’s arms
But I recall very clearly every single bruise and scar…
Doc Savage
