Together, slowly, musically.
The lilies of the valley play Chopin
Inhale, exhale, pause and hold my wrist.
Trace hints of kisses on my arm again
Last March, today, tomorrow, you and I.
Our shadows watch and wait for us to meet
My neck, my eyelids, earlobes, lips
Surrender to your breath and feel your heat
And I become your work, your muse, your goal
I see you with my hands and hear your fingers dance
With kisses, glimpses, nibbles, thighs and thoughts
I know you cannot stay Ė or share a backward glance
You read my body gently whilst I sleep
Itís time to say adieu Ė for good - and only then Iíll weep.