Hey, You

This piece was originally shared at Lipstick and Laundry – Michelle Terry’s *amazing* blog. She very graciously published this poem as part of her ‘Love Letters’ series. I’m sharing it again because RightNow, it’s part of a precious Then I want to remember and keep, just a little bit, here.

“Hey, You”
I smile, so huge; grinning in the low light
My eyes soaking up your form
Your perfection; so soft,
So smooth, so warm
So coconut good; a
Gorgeous
Shrine

“Hey, You”
Our eyes catch and lock; hearts still stuttering
Fingers tracing symphonies on my skin
Still amazed by what happened –
Letting new truth sink in.
Glorious, you
Taste like
Wine

“Hey, You”
Twixt borrowed sheets we curb our voices; laugh
It was unexpected, yet it feels so right
Time outside of time, and sun
Could not undo our night.
Such a mess, but
Somehow
Fine

“Hey, You”
New to this but expert, you played my body so well
Your caress bliss; each sense used in the game
Giv’n over to you; tongue; hands; touch
You made me lose my name
Never before you
Did I
Shine

“Hey, You”
Drenched in each other’s scent, lying tangled
Nuzzling, you bite; I buck and smile and hiss
Holyf*ck, yes, YES, please…more
Oh so…oh…verymuch this…
Lips full of me:
Mark me
Thine.

“Hey, You”
I’m holding tight to every moment’s memory
For a future blue-skied, gold-day when
Once more I taste your kiss; I’ll wrap
My arms ‘round you again
With (implied) glitter, I
Love you,
Mine.