Whispers in the depth of night
Whites of our eyes shining bright
Lips in movement
Words offer our reality
Conversing in shallow tunes
Touch, leaning into the heat of you
Expressing thoughts; gift to thee
Without fear, fate leads the he and she of our bonding.
together
warmth of your hand
felt
our fingers weaving
now, one
connection of our eyes
lingering
my body
rising to accept
your lead
following you, slowly
arriving
admiring your shoulders
desire
beyond the doorway
of your bedroom
acceptance
what I look forward to,
the most
Impossible to outrun
You catch me
Cover me wet
Leaving me liquescent
Never to be outdone
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 