our love making
early this morning
was slow and exquisite
and made me think of moss
all green verdancy and
softness,
gently enveloping moistness

always close to water
the ultimate source of life
simple but enduring

green earth velveteen
a soft place to fall

but then....
it may have just been
the feel of your soft scratchy
stubble
against the tender skin of
my inner thigh

either way....
thinking on it now
arouses me....again.
again... again.....
                           moss