(windows)
shuddering night, gentle callings,
dim light, reckless
heartbeats.
identical, yours&mine.;
silence.
(fireplace room)
trembling fingers, tracing
soft skin, mapping each galaxy:
beauty, depth.
mystery, now
knowledge.
(roped eyes)
shaking breath, light brushes
over laced fingers,
heavy ripples in its wake.
awakening.
(lips)*
floating gracefully upon
tender star-filled seas,
pulling me under,
shaken breath taken;
shared.
one of those simple but not simple poems done in the early dark hours of morning.