His teeth reel her in to reveal secrets in the shallows of her tongue.
Tracking his soft-lipped mouth, her fingers sigh;
her mask collapses.
(a woodpecker taps, a blackbird cries)
Radiant and emerging, they feed each other rivers and bones.
Brenda Warren 2015
Lovely … what an interestingly romantic write!
“rivers and bones” – I love that.
Nice use of the words!
I so wanted this to be longer.
Me too, OE, but I ran out of steam.
Sigh. So romantic.
Your title is so appropriate. Great wordling.