The Blood & The Bones

without end.

when you tied the knots
when you pulled the leather
taut
you had no intention of leaving me
confined
forever

yet here I am
still
bound
to you
to what you took
to how it felt
to what you left
although the spot is long cold where you used to exist

I cannot forget you
and there is no chance of replication
with any other of what we did
or the eternal force of it
it has become as much of me as all the rest
even if I am left behind
my body touched or untouched
a wasteland
desolate
the demarcation is and ever will be present
before and after
someone the same
yet someone entirely different
and in this way
I am still yours
for better or worse
without release
without demand
without end

the blood
& the bones

Love and sex can never be parted in my mind. What you do in one place you have done in all the others. If you never return, what you have claimed will always be out of reach for any other.