Bleeding Scars

November temperatures drop to frost
As the warmth in your arms is all but lost
He holds you warm and tight for measure
As you take to heart his loving pleasure

You’re face is warm, your heart beats fast
Your problems before are quickly passed
The look in his eyes could get you lost
The desire to have that - at any cost

Space and time are at your whim
The planets revolve around you and him
Uninterrupted your moment stands
And treasured greatly against the sands

And in that moment your lips do meet
Creating a surge of body heat
Warm and moist against your own
His tender lips you do condone

And in this place locked together
Wishing to replay them forever and ever
You hold him tight and thank your stars
As he fills in what was once bleeding scars.