Cotton Candy

I choke on the scent of your sweat,
Sticky on my skin,
Like pink cotton candy, dissolved,
Don't they say count backwards
From 10?
You'll sleep and then it's all over
With no memories of what occurred
It's civil, straightforward, masking the untoward,
Ensuring that screams are unheard
But these memories aren't made to be played with
They're shards that shatter and cut
Each touch an incision marking my heart yours
As blood freely flows to my gut