Love Hurts(edit)

[brynmawr1]

Your voice and body, wanting.
I reach, willing and offering.

You stay at fingertip’s distance, watching.
We’ve had this conversation before.

Eyes meet.  What's changed?
You allow my touch, 

places caressed, now
body humming.

I love,

not knowing when
sharp things might come.

meow

You come to me with a voice and a body, wanting.
I reach for you willing, offering.
 
You stay at finger tip’s distance, watching.
We’ve had this conversation before.
 
You make eye contact.  I am not sure
what has changed.  Now you allow
 
my touch, all your places caressed; body
humming, eyes slitted in pleasure.
 
I feel the thrill of loving, not knowing
when sharp things might come.