it is only in sleep that she is fully visible able to be deciphered in her unbuttoned unzipped state his eyes open moon’s captured light
Tag: Intimacy
Skin
It is rumored that there are 50 words In the Eskimo language for snow I ponder Why are there not 50 words in the English
Bodies at Rest and Motion
I have always loved the first time with a new lover the sense of adventure discovery experiencing their skin for the first time unclothed vulnerable
Night Music
dance with me in this silvery pool of moonlight falling across your face watered silk clasp my hand hold it as delicately as firmly as
Petals
you peel back my layers slowly gently reverently one by one petals of a zinnia bud I take a risk resist the instinct to stay
Falling
I stand before you more naked more stripped down than I have ever been vulnerable unsteady I have always thought falling in love would be
Secret Heart – Christine E. Ray
how many times had she revealed her secret heart of hearts? she didn’t know exactly but suspected that sightings were rarer than those of the
Saturday Afternoon Poetry
bare skin glides against my rough edges like warm sand you buff my contours smooth mouth tracing the trail of my vertebrae you become cartographer of
Broken Angel
his broken halo still gleamed dull gold his haunted eyes a kaleidoscope of all that he had seen I could taste the loss in his
