Ache rush through veins.

Unrestrained restraint?

See through; heart beats.

Hand meets meat.

Flesh hues.

Reds turn blues.

Tear glisten smile.

Armor plating begins to crumble.

Upon your heart I stumble.

What is this? May I ask.

Oh MY! Am I seeping into your soul?

Feeling… losing arm’s length control.

Sensing my detergent entering your veins.

Fading all old stains.