Slip your hands down my face
and you'll feel
the sweet grace
of my neck.
And below
you will find
majestic ridges
and sharpened edges.
Here is where breath
both touches and rises.
Here is where my heart
beats rapidly
strong,
because of your hands on me.
Sweetly it goes
like the last breeze tinted of rose.
Love knows no bounds
but is quick to entrap you in me.
So lay your hands across my collarbone.
Feel the entity of me.