Afterthought 143—Blood Relative

Posted in nothing special by maggie on 2015/03/29

Connected through an unending flow
    where all bodies meet,
the word we bleed is the life we know
        by our heart's steady beat. 

We'll weave thick sweet magic where
    open veins overlap,
carving a path through skin we share
        drawn on an ancient map.

If only we had that map in hand 
    or could follow that path,
we'd lie together as though planned
        as love's aftermath. 

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