Slip
Beneath the arches
Of a darkling sky,
Nighttime's understanding
Pulls us across desire,
And light bows down
To the knowing touches
Smoothed along
The aching passion
You've traced upon my skin
With curved scenes,
You kiss along my neck
With wisps
Of naked breath;
Before slipping
Between my thighs
With playful fingertips
You reach down
Into the wild depths
For tickled thoughts,
As to continue to feel me along
Our sweetened consensus
And succulent rains
Where words you speak
Press between the pages
With delicate ease
To open up
The willingness in me
