Limbs

-- There are those who play for keeps
                 and others who recognize they cannot be kept --

I plant these limbs
                 deep into the tangible
Licking skin for sustenance
Sinking teeth into supple flesh
I’m breaking ground
                 slow and deliberate

                                      If only I could seep into the missing pieces

I know this is only a moment
so I remind myself to keep breathing
                 in and out
Outlining your face with my steady hand
                 you press your fingertips to me
Lending
                 this gift you refuse to take

My mind races
pacing itself with my hummingbird heart
                                            the two refusing to mingle
Fearing only resolution

We will not allow pain to manifest
Too caught up in pleasing
                 or the pleasure
A fury frenzied writhing
                 salacious and steadfast
The climax too few ever confess
This is not lust
It is raw

All set to motion by something absolute
                 yet denied