The air reflects me. I circle the bright light of you. Undulating slowly. I am the stare that praises. The hum you hear is the splash of my approach. I will love you with the palms of my hands, like fins, barely brushing your face. I soothe your possibilities with possibilities of my own.
The soft forest of your unbelievable skin is before my eyes and I am a girl dancing in soft clouds. All you ever saw in the secret interiors of fantasy.
I swim through you, in and out of breathing. Watch for me. I live to love in you the sounds of you whispering my name in rasping syllables.
I linger like tomorrow.
Caroline Shank Posted to AP 3 MOS ago Today is 10.23.19