Touch

I can’t touch you without wondering if you’ll scream
This time.
I’m too timid, now, to reach for you at night.
Knowing what can happen
The wrong word
An accidental sound
The simplest positioning
Of bodies
And you’re off
And running
Running away from me
Crawling back inside yourself
Again
Until you remember where you are
– Not there –
You remember who you’re with
– Not them –
You’re safe again
Sane again
Sorry
Again

Until the next time.