Pelgris

Dreams wake
Where pains echo in dark rooms made of flesh and furtive glances
Where lips pressed together and teeth bare down
Licking blood in soft moan
Whispers bearing weight
Promises kept always
Always better than promises made
The joy of half heard breathing
Murmured in ears
Heavy with sleep
Safe but not safely
Negotiated bliss
Watching her stretch
Mine in the warm glow of morning