I lie in fractured sunlight,
lips parted slightly
chest heaving
breath slowing from its frenzied pace
with each moment that passes
My body still writhing and twitching
Him next to me sharing in
leftover pleasure.
He brushes his hand against my hip
and I breathlessly turn my head towards him.
Hair tousled and whipped across my face,
he brushes it all away, Revealing:
my face,
wet with sweat,
saliva
and him.
Our chests heave
as we take in the air we've been missing.
Only pausing to press
our tired lips together
and take in the tastes and smells of our love.
Eyes lock on eyes, take in every last detail.
We just want to devour each other in entirety,
take in every bit of each other's character
right down to the essence of our dna.
We kiss. Lips just searching for a way in.
For a way to consume all, to know all.
I slither closer to him
and rests my head on his chest, right on top of his tattoo.
I nuzzle in closer,
wanting to burrow into him,
dig my way through his skin
and take up residence in his ribcage.
To become the ink in his skin,
to leave my mark on him.
He kisses the back of my head
and I can feel him through
all my matted, tangled hair.
You can't get any closer than we are now.
There's no where deeper to go.
Because we'd go if we could.