mr. hickey

[frenchgray]

bailey’s
sweet mouth
traces the neck
(you hover
above me/here,
skin rests on skin)
softly, tenderly, affectionately
suckle
honey, drip, come euphoria
skin breaks
(no, lower)
moans, pleasure escapes
(smiles;
my hands smooth
lower
& low-
er
along your back;
erotic turns emotions turn
erotic)
sweet lips
lifts from dark blots
that were/are you
painted with thy lips
as evidence
to the nights
of making
love bruises

i miss this.