The Blood & The Bones

WIP

Let’s run away and get lost in the woods. Windows down, pack up the truck. We don’t have to know where the end is, just where the road goes. We’ll drive until we meet the trees and get lost beneath them then find each other in campfire smoke and river rock and crunchy leaves beneath worn hiking boots.

And that night after a little too much whiskey and dark secrets. I’ll fall in love with you as the glow of the flame lights up your face while you tell stories of remembering how small you felt in your mother’s embrace and how the war irrevocably changed you. And as the embers slowly slip into slumber you’ll take my hand. Then we will discover each other’s bodies in sleeping bags meant for one as the curve of my mine finds the heat of yours.

LL

And we sip coffee as the brisk morning air begs us to pull the ceramic closer our lips to warm them in between kisses.