You turn me onto my back
Sliding up slowly
Running your hands on my legs
Ripple of the sheets
I welcome you with open arms
And suddenly you're there
I trace the veins along your neck with my tongue
Curling my fingers in the curl of your hair
Your fingertips dance lightly on my lips
The pupils of our eyes drinking each other in
I feel your heart beating in my chest
You hear the laughter at the back of my throat
I see the words stringing together in your mind
You long to cure whatever darkness afflicts my soul
I claw at your back, wanting to be consumed
You sketch out a map on top of my heart
Then grabbed my hands
Interlocked fingers, filling up the gaps in between,
We're only skins apart.
Yes it's very much been you and me poems lately...
