gaah

and when he kisses you to insanity,

you know you're sold

lip bites and careless cuts

he tells you he'd paint your behind

if he were a painter

you'd be in all his art

his heart

you kiss on grass mountains

you kiss in sneaky alleyways

you kiss against the walls too

he tastes your soul, shows you his

there's gentleness in his rush

& when you crane your neck to

watch an aero plane fly by

he watches you