Tonight, we are going to
make love until we can
no longer decipher
who’s limbs belong
to who, and we will
lose ourselves in bliss.
Tonight, we are going to
mangle our bodies
together like it’s the last
time that we will ever
have the privilege
of becoming familiar
with each other’s skin.
Tonight, you are mine,
and I am not going to
let your love slip
through the creases
of my been too lonely
for too long lips.
Published on May 10, 2014 06:48