Desirous

Desirous—
enveloping and preserving, we
fall into an endless age of
soft skin
rough hands
and stars that blind
behind closed eyes.

Time Divides—
a great gulf churns,
filled with a cacophony of our secrets,
needs and desires separating the press of today from
soft skin
rough hands
and your dark eyes that bind me.

Like A Mirror.
the sweetest sighs
layered upon, drenched within and
threaded through,
my soft skin
with your rough hands and resonant voice-
hearing my heart's desire through the shroud of this surface.

See. Behold. Embrace. Entwine.