your hair curls between my fingers
and springs back as i let go
and your neck is smoothly glided
down by my finger tips
your face is so close to mine
that my eyes cross slightly
to bring it into focus
what a beautiful thing to focus.
your lips are soft from kissing mine
i keep them so soft for you
the winds and rain chap me so
but i stay soft for what counts.
you taste sweet on your lips
and salty on your skin
and i find myself craving
your tastes through the day
for something so ongoing
you would expect some fading
but look in my eyes and kiss me
and my spine turns electric.
you're pulsing through me even now
as i know i should be in bed
but your cold room and warm body
that's where i feel at home.
i miss your wrists, and obscure things
found on you from top to bottom
i love when a smile breaks
across your face like dawn.
i don't care that you can't sing
i still love the way that you do
oh sweetheart, i'll listen to every note
you play all my chords.
and your curls wrap around my fingers
as i slide my hands back to your neck
kiss me once more, my love,
it's poetry every time.
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