I want to map out
The constellations in your skin
Join up the stars
With my fingernails
Paint a picture on your back
With scratches and bruises
Not violence, dear, but
Practised intimacy.
I want to have you, hold you
Bring you closer to me
Reel you in and
Hook you up
I want to explore you
Commit every part to memory
Run my fingers over every patch of
Uncharted territory
Darling, dearest, beloved
None of which are quite
What I want -
But perhaps inveni fits your criteria.
I am a good man, inveni
But I can only hope that
my Lord will forgive me because
I will commit glorious sin and save alike
If it means I may sin with you.
Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
I want to map out
The constellations in your skin
Join up the stars
With my fingernails
Paint a picture on your back
With scratches and bruises
Not violence, dear, but
Practised intimacy.
I want to have you, hold you
Bring you closer to me
Reel you in and
Hook you up
I want to explore you
Commit every part to memory
Run my fingers over every patch of
Uncharted territory
Darling, dearest, beloved
None of which are quite
What I want -
But perhaps inveni fits your criteria.
I am a good man, inveni
But I can only hope that
my Lord will forgive me because
I will commit glorious sin and save alike
If it means I may sin with you.
