Between

He kisses every scar with no notion of how it got there, each one an open wound I hold dear.
"Beautiful" he states as he unknowingly kisses my pain.
To be drawn by his lips and not the lisp of the past is a drink worth savoring.
I lost with him between my thighs burying the old me in his mouth, my nails sinking into his flesh so he can bare my memory when I'm gone.
"I love you!" I gasp as he holds my arching body to the sheets and continues my defeat.
He undoes everything done to me, my body forever moaning his name.
In the night I feel him with me, he is every inch of my skin burning for his lips between my legs spread apart.