My soul is clothed
By your body.
Your limbs are swathed in my scent.
Your face is covered
In fine shadows.
Still I drink from you,
I drink…

My ready soul sips the beauty
Of your curves so delicate.
My eyes are vibrant bees,
Your mouth a rosy flower.
Hold your body for your lover,
While I delve,
For greater treasures,
From the beauty of your mind.
Then unguarded and untouched,
I will steal you for my own,
Silky, soft and clear.
I will shape and shift
our need to be,
While I coil and uncoil
Your long soft hair.
I will kiss you,
Unaware.