As the sun's first rays warm my face
I roll into your arms.
I feel your chest press my back,
your breath on my neck.
Your hand slides
from my hip
to cup my breast.I wriggle closer to you,
tangle my feet with yours.
I roll into your arms.
I feel your chest press my back,
your breath on my neck.
Your hand slides
from my hip
to cup my breast.I wriggle closer to you,
tangle my feet with yours.
The alarm jolts me.
I awake shivering...
alone.
Michelle...
ReplyDeleteThis was very sensual.
You used to write these often.
I'm so glad you remembered how, although it's a bit sad....
Great 55 Trini, You still got it Baby!
Have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
hehehehehe...
ReplyDeleteBINGO!!!!!!!!!!
oh dang, just when it was getting warm and cozy. ack. nice 55.
ReplyDeletewelcome to my life.....great words..
ReplyDeletesaz x
Sad but lovely.
ReplyDeleteHeck of a nice poem, even if a melancholy ending.
ReplyDeleteNice poem; very evocative. But the ending is just too terribly sad; the communion isn't supposed to end empty. . .
ReplyDeleteSoooo sad!
ReplyDeleteWow.... do I relate....
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written.
Ah lovely, but sad too! Well, at least you didn't have a snake in your bed/dream like I had last nite!!
ReplyDeleteVery nice. I used to love doing this.
ReplyDeleteOh, my....
ReplyDeleteWhat a gift to have knowledge of such a love.... I've come back to this several times today to read again.... I once knew such a love...
ReplyDeleteReally beautiful!
ReplyDeleteWhile perhaps more subtle, stealthy, subliminal (not to be confused with "sub-Lime-inal"!), surreptitious, and slowly-presenting than the more conventional form of starvation, skin hunger is no less pervasive, pernicious, punishing, and (ultimately) lethal (to physical, mental, and emotional health)! I'm so sorry you're being deprived of such a basic human need and entitlement, Lady Lime! (Sighhhhh...>
ReplyDeleteIncredible poem!
ReplyDeleteWhether writing of others' customs, presenting the mundane in an interesting way, writing of food or community, you always tug at some core we all can relate to. You're a wonderful writer, and this 55 cuts marrow-deep.
ReplyDelete...and you inspired me...
ReplyDeleteThat had an unexpectedly sad ending.
ReplyDeletethat was very sweet, I enjoyed it!
ReplyDeleteSometimes waking up is not so much fun...
ReplyDeleteI love the back hugging picture!
Sounds like my twenties.
ReplyDeleteAnd my college years.
Ugh.
Sigh.
Great post but a bummer...know the feeling.
ReplyDeleteThis was made even more poignant with the pictures you chose.
ReplyDeleteWell this just makes me sad.... and a little horny.
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to let you know I'm back to blogging... It's taken me most of the day to get a post up so it's not like a duck to water thing, just in case you were wondering. :-)