Shamer

Your temple is a secret Overlooking new perspectives Twists in new ways, clearly connected You think someone won't like it You are not like the others In you I find some comfort You keep the way you've received this In the backs of your pockets We know you seldom see it The way the corner cuts your lips You're ashamed it hurts, I know this Your snoring echoes in your neck It tempts me, so in quiet I feel I'm being laughed at You are not like the others In you I find some comfort You are not like the others In you I find some comfort I will supply your body With something warm that's not me Our beds aren't always half empty The ones we love are angry