Love Letter

a cryptic �I love you� says to your soul what my mouth cannot say to your ear lovers dancing to jazz fingers fumbling with belts and bra-straps black lace white skin a mind full of words silenced my mouth wants to kiss you gingerly but I press I can�t get close enough you don�t seem to mind or notice your body commands me as you lift me as you hold me to surrender your hair drips on my face like welcome rain the sight of your golden hair brushing thigh to thigh unlike any sight I�ve seen in my wildest fantasies and most sensous dream whipped cream in a can the taste of it on your skin the mess so rebellious feel so good on my face on my tongue you cleanse me as a lover should your mouth on my skin you drink from my lips with an urgency that unbinds me I want to give give more than I have and then give again and again to my sweet lover peeps of joy from my own mouth I will not return from this beauty I�ve found myself living in re-created at your command like a post-hypnotic suggestion hot clean water cheap motel bathtub candlelight bounces off wet skin two souls share wine from one bottle strawberries from your hand to my mouth to yours wet naked bodies dance melancholy music giggles and smiles all of this nothing more than an extension of a loving hug between two people who really really really like each other a lot lot lot pi squared yours