I should ink my skin
with your name
as a permanent reminder
of the places you've kissed
our bodies melted together
a clay sculpture
two beings
one body
molded together
and when you scribbled your verses
on my dripping skin
documenting the euphoria
rushing through your veins
we perfected love
you kissed my lips
again and again
ten times. a thousand times
and a hundred more again
clarity
no confusion
no second guessing
my love, my need, my want
for your skin and your lips and your mind
made so apparently clear
it was obvious
you are the sun
the boundless sun