The space between us closes
as I trace the path along
her gentle sighs
and slide my hands under
her breath
I tease my lips down
her moans
My mouth circles
her cries
While my tongue tastes
her.

Marie Prichard is a longtime writer and educator. She lives on an island in the Pacific Northwest with her wife, their two wiener dogs, and a Munchkin cat. She loves reading, writing, walking the beach, and filling her wife’s pockets with heart rocks. You can read more of her writing on Medium