"Drop something?"
The sign asks.
Yes, I dropped the love
you gave me
somewhere along the tracks.  
"Leave it!"
The sign exclaims.
No, I would jump
onto the muddy tracks
if I knew.

Always dropping things just won't do.

Thread count high against my thigh,
Soft meets softer,
Makes me sigh.
Tiny breaths, hushed moans.
Treasures found, fingers roam.
Half asleep, half awake,
Give me all that I can take.
Push me further...a little more.
Body languid, please, adore.
Caress as if I'm made of glass,
Now make it rough, hard and fast.
Take me to the edge and push me over.
Just me and myself beneath these covers.

The lonely little girl in me
Wants to hug the scared little boy in you
Until you stop being scared and I stop being lonely.

But this is a grocery store.
And you are a stranger buying cauliflower.

Swaddled babies never felt such care as this, being wrapped in the blanket of your love. Nuturing kindness, whisper soft kisses on angel soft skin. Dancing souls, matching steps and even breaths in this moment they share. Anticipating needs with a watchful eye and a caring heart. One made of something more precious than gold. More beautiful than the rarest of stones. Yet forged in a similar manner. Wrapped in the pressure and heat of our mutual adoration. An ever growing presence in itself. Transforming all that we know and understand about ourselves and each other. Sharing thoughts like a glass of fine wine...leaving floral tones on the tips of our tongues. Curious as to how each others individual tastes might influence that tone, we share a kiss and find ourselves amongst the stars.

The stinging bites of those tiny teeth.
Coloring my skin.
Branding me with art that touches my soul.
As the pain brings such pleasures, not to be spoken of.
I needed that.
Deeply.
Secretly.
Pulling it in and spreading it throughout.
It's almost too much.
Ahhh, the cold, wet kisses it better.
Takes me back, I'm ready for more.
Clearing my mind.
Redirecting thoughts.
I lose myself in the melody.
Deep breaths.
I can do this...and so much more.