candy bites

bites on my skin, yours.
sugar on your lips, mine.

you told me you wanted me
whole.

Said I tasted like
candy bars, your favorite,
peanut butter crunch,
a touch of Hawaiian salt
and I melted at your touch—

but you told me I held you down

so I gave you me,
whole.
because you needed something
cold, to tame the flames in your heart;
sweet, to drown the bitterness of life.

You told me I weighed you down.

then you dropped me, or rather, you let me
fall—

guzzled down like your favourite candy bar.

(but if you ever asked, I would have given you another taste)