There was no threat of

There was no threat of
love by her – ever – of
them [with reflection]
as she knelt below old
cash’s balls & sureties
& a firm fuck [her skin-
agonising thing]/ Out
to clamber BN shingle
& collapse/ Ascension
is too hard to do/ She
knew? Love dealt risks
for us both [my fuck it
wasn’t in her sad plan]