Smooth and

skip
         like a
                   stone

along the water color world in my soul.

As our Brightnesses

blend into one; Irises

fray out like Bristles.

dip into eachother

dripping
              and
                     damp

I can feel your brush strokes

in my
White
          canvas
                      bones.

As your touch glides across my skin I can feel the wind beneath it;

soft and smooth
                      shivers
          up my
spine,

like leaves

dancing, romancing

as they
fall
      from
              trees in the breeze
to
collect
          and
                 weave

our bodies into* one.