there are times when
I consciously feel
your fingers running
across my skin,
through my hair;
feel your lips behind my ear,
feel your heart beat closely
to my chest.
there are times when every part
of me is connected
to every part of you.
but nowadays, my mind often
wanders -- your hands are on
my hips, and I think of
the laundry, or Hemingway,
or yesterday's news.
it is the nature of the mind
to separate from the body.
it is human nature to disconnect
and detach. the mind tends to
wander off on its own.
you kiss me and I think of
my plans for the summer
and recipes for tiramisu.
there are times when
I am aware of all the ways
you touch me;
but lately, most times
my hands don't feel
like my own.