Nijntje

after Flayed & Bloody by 4:30 AM

I would sink my teeth into the fleshy place just above your hip bone

to remind you I have teeth the way you breathe

out unsteady then back in sharp begs my lingering

to bloom another flower upon your skin this yearning mouth

with tongue that moves as hands cannot “she's good with her mouth”

now you've learned what we become when flesh met flesh

Peel me open, beloved slip your hands beneath my ribs

up up towards the beating heart

I know you hold it with gentle kindness with greedy hunger

mine against yours you inside me again

every old comparison of sword and scabbard of vine and soil

of plunging and promise falls short not quite enough

they crumble into a half moaned "please" into half-lidded eyes

my body answers is still answering more

that drum in my chest pulsing waves of heat through hidden places

more Hurt me Break me, again