Throws Comforter Thighs
Apart
And awake
We lie
Thousands
Of miles away
Thoughts crossing paths sooner than our physical bodies will be
criss crossing limbs
Hands smearing body oils
Over flesh
Glistening with sweat
Desire saturating
Sheets
Twisting
Bodies
Turning
Lips
Caressing
Hands pushing between fabrics
Reaching for warmth
Between
Throws
Comforters
Thighs
Hands swirling soft
Shapes within me
Around me
On my largest of organs
Scarred
Smoothed under your touch
Brought anew by your fingertips
Those tiny tips bringing life into my
Lonely limbs
Massaging circular waves of pleasure to my most
Sensitive of parts
Body tightening,
Spasms
Numb happiness
Flesh surrounding flesh
Caressing
Pressing
Together
Again.