Pearls for tongues and lavender tipsI reach into and outwards to search For your impeccable breath Your spiny intelligence And your old, old eyes.
When I am numbWhen I am distant The thought of your gasping breaths, The small of your back and the hungry mouth Pull me back to the dimension Of the home
I have found in your elbows and behind your knees
But most importantly
In your words.
You are the turbulence of blood rushing
Into erogenous zones.
You are the salt of the ocean
The movement of the tide
The eyelashes of a dream.
I have yet to know you whole
But I do know you entirely
Your soul I do materialize into the palms
Of my hands
And your love I do cage in my skin.