salt of the earth tasting skin
pure as the sugarcane soul
rolling the cool sweat down
broad shoulders
warm against my
body
one with the sheets as i
roll beneath the heat of the
sensuality of the
movements
that are
lending a hand to my
reactions.
smooth as ice on a hot summer day,
sizzling with words only our bodies
have the ability to whisper between
each other,
we mince moans into bite-sized memories
dancing on our tongues as they meld
with the rapidity of our
souls tap-dancing on our hearts
pumping blood to our fingertips
burning passion into our
breath.
inhaling the intoxicating
brand of scent
of the incoherent pleasure
we branded into the pillow
as we acclimate to
every single inch of flesh
that we now share.
as refreshing as a
first kiss
with the smallest hint of
forever young
we soar into the horizon
of a moment we will never
ever
want to let go of.
september 13th, 2009
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