I Know

I have never laid eyes on him And still I know every curve Every edge of coastline of his body… I know the way his hands feel As they move joyfully Over my breasts… I know what it feels like To dive into his hair At the nape of his neck And run the tip of my tongue Along his long long eyelashes… I know what it feels like To succumb to the unstoppable urge To press his earlobes Between my thumbs and forefingers Or bury my nose in his armpits And breathe him in there… I know the feel of his unshaved chin on mine When I kiss him… I know how it feels to press my nipples Into the rough black hair on his chest When he pulls me closer… And I know how to gather my soul Into the contours of his dreams as he sleeps… And my body More transparent and honest than my mind Presses against the closed door Of the curve of his back And my heart beats on it Pleading for forever…