Looking With My Flesh
inside you are
tucked in tight
as you tuck my
hair behind my
ear. it's hard (you
understand) to see
at all clear when
looking with my
flesh. breath
begins subtly
like warm liquid
sizzling & dripping-
yet with ease
breath speeds
inhales chasing
exhales, licking
sparks on skin.
the response is
within, instant
bursts of flame;
i didn't think you'd
be here, but i'm
glad you came.
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2008
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