A precious thing.

(Your poem)... written on May 22nd, 2009

I want to dig my fingers into the softness of your skin.
And knead it, pull
Tear, but, oh! so gently
w/ kisses...
and sweat. And sweetness.
Sea salt.

You inspire poetry
(Trying so hard to replace all the L's)
There is no word for this...
...wanting.

The smell of you alone makes me follow
...and come.
I will swallow back my words
Standing in water

Naked to the touch
To the bone
To your...touch
Familiar
And reviving me
Pulling and biting
Please
Linger
It lingers
there
On my pillow
lie down, sweet
and let it rest for now...
For a while...here,
in my hands
Let it.
Lie in my arms
And...oh! too much is never enough!

Enough for one nigh?
...with you is...calming
and ecstasy.
New
And old
And always...
I feel you
(here)
softly
And...

...oh...

....sweet....stay.