A Feel for the Night

As time stood still
Fingers explored
every crevice, every line, every scar
This was from...
And that was when...
A conversation of bodies
Roaming long into the night.

A Dream Between Two Momentary Lovers

It's been a long time since I've written something. Here's a poem that came to me after a nap time dream.

Under these stars,

at this moment,

I am in love with you. 

I do not know how I will feel about you tomorrow.

But right now,

you are all my heart feels. 

At this most modest of immodest moments,

your hand gently caressing 

         parts of me that shouldn't be touched by another,

my body fragmentalizes under your every graze.

Hand and thigh communicate wordlessly,

eyes exchanging flashes of each other,

and lips, exchange a secret.