I love your hair
The small strands
Of golden brown and
The way it moves like waves
Around my fingers
As I watch them disappear
In and out of view
I love the way
My lips feel
On the bottom of your neck
The skin concaving
To the kisses
That I place there
With my chin resting
Against your collarbone
I love the hands
That draw swirls
Absentmindedly
On my thigh
Or lay on the curve
Of my waist
Your fingers
Brushing my spine
As they nestle
Between my ribs
I love your eyes
The blue of a forget-me-not
Saturated with that plea
Swirling
With the jets of blue
That crash into the harbor
And the caves disguised
As craters
That barrel through my soul
I love your lips
That kiss my hand
When holding them
Isn't enough
That caress my own
Like a warm sigh
That bubbles inside
Or that rest against
My forehead
To show me
Reassurance
Isn't only in words
I love your feet
That root themselves
Around mine
When I try to push you away
My winds howling
Through your branches
As you sway
Like a pendulum
Back and forth
Accepting of the rain
I love your smile
That gratifies my humor
And rises with your cheeks
That blush the color
Of the inside of a cherry blossom
When I whisper in your ear
I love your wise stare
That playfully pulls at my pigtails
As I twirl in circles
And shout at the Gods
Seeing me as Helena
Inside the quirky passions
Of a young woman
Trying to find her voice