I fancy your body when it is with my body.
Muscles better and nerves more. I like your body.
I like what it does,
I like it’s hows, whens, whats, whys.
I like to feel the spine of your body and its bones,
and the trembling-firm-smoothness
and which I will again and again and again kiss.
I like kissing this and that of you,
I like slowly smoothing the this, that, then,
and what-is-it comes over parting flesh….
And eyes, big love-sighs, and possibilities.