get lost...

let me trace the lay of your lines
from between your legs
out across 
your freckled limbs

let me trace you in my arms
wearing nothing but the bits of summer
that still cling effortlessly to your skin

i want to memorize every corner
every crease
every name
that has ever known your lips
the shadows of your collarbones
and the scent of your skin

take me in,
pull me close.

i am a solar flare
a dying star 
with my chest pressed into yours

let me feel your heavy sighs
hold me in your soft moans

i want to feel you, little love
so hold me close
tangled in sheets

i want to get lost
in all that you are.

-tyler kent white