in this moment,
i am reminded of how much i wish to jump your bones.
is it odd or even fathomable to love one’s bones?
as a testament, as an example
of the depth one wishes to forgo?
i know we talk about the soul, the being unseen
of course i could love you that deep…
but as far as the physical goes,
i really want to love you through and through
your bones, included.