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
Sap
5:42 PM
Vera Jackson © 2013