Your skin is cool against my smoothing touch
by Gideon Burton
Your skin is cool against my smoothing touch.
Forgive me if I linger longer near your cheek
And if I nuzzle nearer as you lie in such
Relaxing poses. Let me grow more weak
In knowing you asleep and calm. Your breath
Inhales, exhales, inhales against the beat
That I can hear so strong within your chest.
But white and welcoming from head to feet,
Your cool and fragrant skin invites me back
To you, as though warm waterfalls had bathed
You fresh, replacing any life you lacked.
So still, you must have nodded as you prayed.
My wife, I curl against your comfort touch.
Don’t wake, no need to surfeit what’s enough.
Feel free to copy, imitate, remix, or redistribute this poem as long as you give proper acknowledgment of authorship. Photo: Luann Hawker, WholeGrainPhotography.net
You and your wife's shameless internet flirting is putting us newlywed's to shame. Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteOoo, smoldering and calming all at the same time. Just the way true love should be.
ReplyDeleteWord of the day, "surfeit". I had to look that one up.