Bodies

My tongue traces over the perfect circle scar
On your hard stomach
I graze your skin with my teeth… playfully
I raise my self to your eager lips
Neat and small pecks between our
Tongues tangling and my lips pulling yours
I move over the jaw line, biting
Biting your vulnerable neck
And making pink ellipses
Blush open brightly
Tomorrow they will be purple
But in their sweet youth
They only offer encouragement
I love your body