Bleed Into You
Fingertips
adoringly
Writing
love songs
Upon
my skin,
The
tangled knot
Of
limbs,
Heartbeats
synchronized,
Passion,
digging and biting,
Tearing
apart
And
putting back together
Into
something
Much
more beautiful
Than
flesh against flesh,
Matching
your breath to mine,
Sinking
into this sublime
While
the moon looks on,
I’ll
bleed into you.
Posted at Poetry Pantry
Very sensual poem, Tracy! I like the idea that love is much more than 'flesh against flesh'.
ReplyDeleteA very passionate love poem:)
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