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I count your fingers,

Every one

Teaches me with blessings

One by one--

Dancing on my flesh,

Dipping in my soul;

Scoop me out a new hole

To fill with you.

And every moment

Savored on my tongue,

Tasting so sweet I can’t hold on--



Bliss:

In every small bone

Muscles, tendons, words,

Every bit making up us

Savored in my mind,

On your lips,

Your fingertips,

Dance inside my blind



Eyes with nothing to behold

But raven hair,

Swimming eyes;

I’ve sold

My soul for another

Temptation to dance.

Give me a thought

A mind to entrance…



Breath--



Thick in this air--



Between us--



Fill with contact,



Fill with thoughts,



Can’t stop filling it

With--

Can’t stop filling it

With--



Love.