When my hand brushes
your nipple,
An electric shock runs
between my legs
And surprises me
there.
When my hand glides
against
The curve of your hip
and flows down your thigh,
I must grab you and
hold tight –
The light is coming.
When my fingers are
deep inside you,
You moan my name and
my chest ignites --
radiance and disintegration.
In and out we go in
the semi dark
Plush of bed and bone,
Breath and sweat, lips
and warm clefts,
Endless stratospheric stars.
When we have touched
and touched again
And sighed heavily
into the curve of our arms
The delta breeze puffs
the curtains and
Sends relief to our incandescent
skin.
I float into my
dreaming
Knowing you are next
to me there,
With dreams of your
own.
