Midnight Bones

2-3-4. Not my best work. Needed to start writing again, I've been away for a while.

The bones

Of your hands

Thin and fragile

 

The flesh

Of your arms

Squeezing tightly

 

The skin

Of your neck

Stretching upwards

 

The breath

Of your voice

In my spirit

 

The blood

Of your heart

Rushing loud now

 

The quiet

Of your kiss

All consuming