Fill My Aching Bones

Come, my darling.

The scent of my serendipity

I beg to find its way to me

It knocks me down to this dead floor

The magical trail I had bore

 

The feel of your skin

Burning through my veins

The sensation of your stroke

Makes me plead to be flocked by chains

 

Implored by fate, locked by choice

Words became suddenly definite

Down to the whisper of your voice

A trance where we crossed and meet

 

Gentle lullabies of my morning light

Ahead to pervade these thrones

Witness sunrises and sunsets with me

Come, fill my aching bones

Reviews

[Etoiles]

I like your use of language.
and the overall structure is quite rhythmic.
Well done.