Let me bite you a little, just tender enough to leave a small bruise, easily hidden, that goes away in time.

Truth is, I want you to be safe, want you to sleep so I can sleep.

My desire is a simple beast. May I be beautiful in your hunger.

I want, I want to move slowly as possible, to be connected to you, melt back into you for as long as I can, curling our bodies into two question marks. But you know biology must take over eventually, it is the destiny of men. Love me then, you ask, thru the only way I can love you in this minute of desperation, let’s find a way out thru our skin as if there can be a way out.

[…]—remember the romance you exist within.

[...] This is sometimes how we must hold on together, to hold, be held, if it tires us into sleep by one another,                         for another night.