Apr 13, 2010

cool to the touch

perspiration covers her body.
moon light is stuck in the air
hovering over the two
silence is spoken.
an index finger runs from breast to navel
eyes lock then wander
briefly fleeting to another world
then back to earth
under the stars
between morning and night
laughter erupts
as he nibbles on her flesh.
bodies pretzel into positions.
breathing grows to a standstill.
his lips meet hers.