spontaneous birthings
head fluff when illuminated can reveal some very special thingsArchive for March, 2009
for micha
My lover’s breath hits hot
On my skin, sizzle sizzle it speaks
To me in a rhythmic hum,
I dream you I speak you I live you I love you,
She calms me with her vibrato drum
Tenderness slips through and pauses
In the inhale, swirls around on her tongue teasing
Desire on the exhale;
Her breath hits hot
On my skin and I melt, my heart bared –
I dream you I speak you I live you I love you,
I calm her with my vibrato drum



