Boney Boys
You have the body I never will have
With your collarbone sticking out for me to trace from neck to chest
I can count your ribs when you take off your flannel
I can see your abdominal muscles and run my thumb over them
And watch you shiver as my cold caresses your warm
Nothing with you was dirty
When my shirt came off, you could see the hills of fat and my bra cutting into my back
As apologies started to pour out of my mouth, you silenced me
Because all we are is bones joined by skin
You kissed my lips, my neck, and my chest
Our breaths mingled under the comforter
I tried to pull you closer, push you into my heart to make it feel full
But with boney boys come boney hearts
With nothing but air and emptiness inside
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