Spinal Lace

You once laced your fingers
Up and down my spine
As you held me close
And I felt you were mine.

We spoke no words
Nothing more than breaths of air
And the beating of our hearts,
The ones we share.

With your fingers up my spine
And your breath on my neck,
Not holding onto that moment
Is my only regret.

I think often of those seconds,
Of when you held me so close
And if comforts me during the night
I can feel your ghost

Pulling me into hold
And lining your fingertips
Leaving me with nothing more
Than the want of your lips.

But the ghost slips off
Thought I beg for it to stay
And lace my spine and hold me tight
Just as you did that day.

It vanishes from a dark room
Leaving my skin on fire
Where your touch once was
Burning with desire

Of your fingers up my back
And your hold on me tight,
Because you never said I love you louder
Than you did that night.