Love To The Bone

Bones

Bleached white

And

Lovingly polished

Frozen in

An

Immortal posture

Lovingly handled And

Meticulously arranged

Jaw frozen

In a

Silent gasp

Of either

Intense pain

Or pleasure

Or both
A scarlet ribbon

Silkily encircles

The cervical vertebrae

As delicately as

A lover's

Kiss
These bones

This inner frame

Of a man

Once loved

In a different way

A more literal

Tangible

Returnable way
Now

The love for this

Skeleton

Is borne of

A

Deeper desire

One more permanent

She keeps his face

Free of

Dust

And molestation
She sometimes

Crawls beneath

Her bed

To lay

With him
Molding her

Fleshy curves

To his

Bony angles
She told him

She loved him

To the bone

She keeps her word
And love him

She shall
Till her bones

Join his
Then their

Fleshless ardor

May continue

Till dust

Do them part