​Bleeding Through Her Kisses

She could see it in his eyes, he was wounded,
Wounds she could not reach to dress.
His soul bled through his scarred skin,
Skin she tried to stop bleeding with her kisses.
Kissing him, she tried to bathe his pain with her tears.
Tears, full of compassion and intention slid into his mouth.
Her mouth opened, wanting to savor his essence.
Essence, ripe with unspoken emotion spiked with raw desire,
Desire that expanded, exploded and burned…

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