nameless
2003-11-22
@ 9:30 p.m.
your skin next to mine is a
warm burgendy wine.
fluid fingertips dipping -
dripping into each valley and crevasse
of a torrid wasteland.
thick, glossy curls spill over my face
languidly - like honey
and trickle down my spine.
your aroma fills my senses,
a dusky fragrance of currant spice
and midnight rain.
as i turn to take you further in...
further around...
i try to surround myself
drown myself
in your warmth.
to drink you down inside me...
your sensual sins flowing through my depleted soul...
until we become intoxicated in the essence
of each other.
a nameless new identity -
you and i.
