my darling,

if i could hold you in my bones,

i would.

if i could suck on you like marrow,

lodged deep in the hollows of my fragile bones,

i would.

but you are in my veins.

you were not born to be tucked into tiny crevasses;
hidden between the walls of osseous tissues.

you course through my body in rhythmic ferocity

that’s almost savage.

you are the blood that pulsates in me.

you are in my veins,

and you fuck.  

and that’s what’s keeping me alive.