Directions

Inch closer with static in

tandem with the supple paleness.

Elicit hunger with tongue tied irises.

Keep hands at the ready. See

rose blush on her crimson

cheeks.

Remember to listen. You must

wait for her to curve

into the perfect fit. Slowly

interlace the tepid skin, spread

Or spill. Learn the ridges of the spine

that holds her breath. Linger

at her coyness, seek earnestly.

Taste citric on her neck

mint and pulse. There is no tryst here.

Do not mark her unless desire

is borne out of need. When she submits

to your care with a weeping past

you exhale. Let her be.

Your fingertips should map out the indents

on her skin-folds. Find sugar on her tongue.

She has known you for years. Now

you must come home to her.