the book on the nightstand has a thin blanket of stardust

rendering her body
to his glances

every night

for the past 43 weeks

she readies herself
a tepid bath with oils
a few candles & sandalwood incense, for mood

she settles in, with eyes closed
the caress of her skin he is with her
gentle,
Slow strokes travel up her arm

pressing flesh against flesh
her breasts submit to his touch
to pull him in closer,
tighter

his fingertips touch her
as though they’ve never met
……….yet,
……….it is just as though he has memorized all of her sensuous curves

like braille, her body patterns emote what there are no words for
to him
he’s left grafitti notes she’ll see in her dreams
.
.
.
the first ascent always tests her
……..always allows her
…………..to let him in
……to that easy surrender
……….,,…..to sleep
,
,
,
,
……………………………………………………………………………© dld 10.21.07

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