r!sk management

i remember my first high note..
seeing him alone
in a locked chamber..
me kneeling down shiver like thunders' droplet
my favoarite hazelnut was the keyholder

i remember being touched
produce feelings of
affection, gratitude or sympathy
a feeling from the guy i thought
a friend was

i remember the night
on the bed
that bubbly red sore

i remember the man
who first confronted me
being guilty
of the things i
never should have done

the risk i took
still spooks me late at night
the pearls i pay for
is the light to
my life candle