By the scruff
of my neck
teeth
gentle against skin
I shiver
puddle
to the floor,
kneeling.
Tag: touch
honey raw honesty
bent colors
spooning lovers
my skin cells pressed warm
hip turned
hands still warm
I taste pine
before rain
Your breath
my flesh
steel drum
in my spine
back curved
lengthens
Your love
lines me up
Curve
Flattened
skin breathing skin
Textured wall
imprint breaks my fall
heart telling on herself.