love, keeping others

If she knew my pen moved

the way her lips do,

Like love keeping others.

How my neck leans

to the pulse.

Words too fast to slow.

My animal ready,

abusing life,

skin grows.

I hope it's a sweet night,

One I can get off of.

Coming down.

Folding hands.

Just above the ashes

ready to spread.

A prayer for wind.

A steady grip.

Eye lashes thin

long

together

wet,

On a journey.

Hold me up

long enough

to give in.

Let me rest my head

upon you,

forever

my friend.

Let your hair fall over

our kiss

If we fit

Into being here again.