With what fingers have I caressed your skin?
With whose open arms have I let you in?
What lips did I gently press to your cheek?
With what eyes beheld the beauty I seek?

What heart beats now next to yours in your chest?
What arms pull you close when I lie to rest?
What nose inhales the essence of your scent?
What eyes reflect what the look in yours meant?

What hair stands on end when it feels your touch?
What spine feels chills from loving so much?
With what ears do I hear your every word?
What tears of joy have made your image blurred?

Who is this man who you’ve so affected?
Whose whole body has been redirected?
The first time you kissed me is when I knew—
I’ve lost control of my body to you.