supplication
I kiss a prayer onto your shoulder, leading a doxology down your neck for forgiveness and priestly pardons, past sins since forgotten blessings where vein meets sinew thanksgiving where lips skip over spine.
Tag: kiss
who else
But when you kiss me and the world stops and I wonder why you stop and I think I’m being greedy but who else am I supposed to be greedy for; who am I supposed to constantly want if not the lips I wake up to and fall asleep to and dream to and sing […]