Shadows paint your body
like smoke across the night,
soft and sinuous, slipping
through my fingers when I reach.

Muscles etched in shifting light—
each dip, each rise ignites my pulse.
A single breath between us
feels as wide as oceans,
and still, I drown in you.

That little smirk upon your mouth…
you know exactly what this view does,
the knowing glint in your eyes
drinking in how every gaze
traces you, reverent and hungry—

from hip flexors to sculpted abs,
over the sharp plane of your ribs,
down to the places shadows cling,
where mystery gathers,
and my wonder grows.