When you caress my face

With lingering fingers

My body begins to tingle

Swaying from side to side

While yours is solid as a tree trunk

Our veins become intermingled

Hair entwined your dreads

Lock mine, encasing our bodies

In ecstasy, we are one

A new branch on a tree

Just you and me, releasing our

Juices…thick, and sticky


5:42 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013