Exposed
I smell the texture of her skin
hear the weight of her voice
the slight movement
her body makes
as it slants toward the warmth.
A touch sings gentle
then intense
approaching her waist.
The lips close and then open
breathing in the last point
of restraint.
Red heat and then white
separate then liquid
flowing then cooled
reformed then settled
into a different space.
An elegant dance
wrapped in shyness
blanketed by mystery
raw as exposed life.
