Gasp

From your collar to mine

Nerves adrift and my diverging skin of landmines

I lost myself to an ocean of kindness

Oh my love would you look at the mess

Your face is a pillow full of laughter

Awakening the smiles of my inner daughter

As your tighs make my jaw sore

And your blood flow whispers to my ears

Your cold feet in my hands lest they're sore

I'm as wet as you are, I fear

Every throbbing wishbone might impale me

My head for you to use and see