Laying on the curved surface of earth
on a blanket on grass
under a sky so blue
You cannot wonder about gravity
As you spin through space
This great blue planet
Our bodies curved around it
Lumbar spine crescent belly
A lover asleep or very nearly
Afternoon stretched view
Your profile on my horizon
Then a smile spreading lips thinner
pulling open valves filling hungry ventricles
warm skin & scented smooth fingers ten
tiny suns warming my flesh
with purpose specific on a day without
watches phones plans that defy gravity
Two bodies that fit & any space left empty
is filled by the shared heat of the soul its hot lick
named desire its cool release called love.
1 comment:
This is quite a lovely poem.
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