I want to bleed into your veins
And be the writhing in your body
As you arch your back
And leave your bones.
I want to breathe into your lungs
And become the air that escapes
When you call out
From the deep of the dream void.
I want to be the moan upon your eros-kissed lips
As you reach out through the gloom
To find me there
Standing behind the veil
That only seems like separation.
I want to be the abandon in your fevered eyes,
And the tongue-lash across your sweet throbbing throat,
As you run your fingers through my hair
And through the phrases caught in my webbed thoughts.
I want to be the claw and nail
That sinks into your skin
As you roll your eyes
Towards our burning heaven.