The Blood & The Bones

myself.

when we are here
like this
all skin and heart and sex
I feel more like myself
than I ever do otherwise
like belonging has settled down in the seat beside me
like purpose and the person I want and try to be
have finally arrived
and will not be tempted to leave
she asks for a home here
she wants to belong to someone
because when I’m like this
I am not searching
or longing
or confused
doing everything to protect myself
here I don’t fuck things up
and I am not running
I don’t want to
the only thing on my mind is the way you feel inside me
and showing you the depth
of what that means
there is a confession in the way my legs part
and love in my heart I fail to translate with my mouth unless it is on you
it comes so naturally
when I am laid bare with desire
speaking with the motion of my hips
saying all
saying nothing
I am all of what I want to be
a summons, a giver
an offering, a lover
a softened version of myself
everything I know not how to be
outside of this bed

the blood
& the bones