Don t let go

Write words 
     Between the ribs
     Between the wrist
 and shoulder 
         traces —
Embraces, passionate
                           grip
Hands entwined,
Half hauntingly
  delicate and 
              scarred

A story of want and woe:
Of beautiful, 
     destructive 
              fervent 
     passion —
Let our embraces be,
              a silent
 confession

Write it
 under your skin
Write it 
     sharply and thin —
As I touch you...
   Whisper:
 “Don’t let go…”

Where passion
      bruises gently,
And the sweet 
          ache lovely
Of a love that begs:
“Don’t let go...”
       —  From your lips


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