All I have of you are bite marks
Engraved into my skin
Only trophies I have left to
Find warm solace in

Here is where you once so softly
Placed your blazing lips
And the scar that soon decays is
What was left of this

I wander slowly, head held high
There is no need to hide
My branded neck from since you last were
Sparkling, on my side

As time goes by, the bruises fade
Withdrawal quickly starts
For I’m a man addicted to your
Gently placed love marks