I have a new favorite body part.
That v of skin,
that lovely triangle exposed,
when you've just left
the top three buttons
of your shirt undone.

Douchey actor types are good for something at least.

I'm afraid of flying
of drowning in my sleep
fearing sand and fire
and being swallowed by the sky

* * * * *

copper and ashes
bodies crumbling to dust
under my fingers

Stepping into your arms
is like stepping into the Sea

Engulfed by warm waves
rocking in rhythm and motion

The shell of my ear pressed
to the shell of your chest

My body is lulled
by the sound of the ocean