soft

there's a place i know
where both embrace and grasp
are smooth as the silk weave clung to you
undenied, i take you there
knowing all the while
you are mine

not a move or a motion
deny my advance
as i slide from you yourself
standing still and willing
movement frozen in the space
i consume you

until you breath, i hardly notice
the pace of your quickening heart
beating into me as if mine
a slow sweet descent
into ourselves, as intended
at first glance