Tangled Loosely

As the cold air seeps into me
He warms this outer flesh
To reflect an openness within me

Tangled loosely between the sheets
That wax us down
Wax, ahh how I love records
Shhhh, soft without a sound

As gentle words slip slowly
Formed on his tongue
Unto my neck and then
My lips when he is done

I watch his lashes
Comb the fore frame of his eyes
They brush against me gently
As he stirs the butterflies

Our centers rest against each other
One pressed into the other

As each early moment
Takes in each late thought
Drowning in this comfort
I am gathered
I am caught

As his hands fold over mine
In this endeavor
In everything you are
Or want to be

© GÄ

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Geino Äotsch

An artist & spiritual lover. Author of poeticword.com & tHEtERRYtREE.com - Tea Maker & Owner of goldenlungtea.com - Hair & Music at Geinos.com