Sunday, February 17, 2008

Tender as Love

Your touch
sets incandescent
molecules
to swim in my blood
a shiver of atoms
fizzing
through the layers
of my skin


your hand
slips warm against
bare back
brushes my belly
in a frisson
of nerve endings
popping
their delight

on a landscape of shoulder
I pillow a kiss
pressing soft
like the curves
I fold against you

your nose seeks
my mouth
lips breathe in
the distance
between
longing
and sweetness

and your fingers
move the hair
from my cheek
tender
as if not a dance -
tender as love

1 comment:

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