Ruined

your constant waves of tenderness have pulverized my stony exterior
into the finest bits of sand,
now clinging to your soaked skin,
and the strands of your never-tidied jet hair,
a lone grain coyly resting on that crease in your bottom lip
that I love to bite so often.

you see me staring
move your hand to rest it on my shoulder
nudge me closer
and I melt to the gentle command of your fingertips
their pressure dancing on my senses,
weakening my resolve
to be
One
instead of
Two.

You jerk.
You’ve ruined me.
And I can’t go on without your destruction.
Please
let's create friction together.
Ruin me for life.