The Blood & The Bones

my head on your shoulder
I study the colors as they lay
spread out across your skin
fingers trace the lines from your neck
down the length of your chest
I am enjoying the slow exploration
the touch
the deliberate tease
of my fingertips
but the wanting
has never made
a man of patience
all at once
my mouth is full of you
and you know
this is how I like it best
back and forth
your skin, your tongue, your moans
slippery sin and it’s consequence
rising up and up
making good on your promises
to always take what you want
how you want and when

the blood
& the bones