The right combination


August 10, 2014


He puts two hands on her

And feels her tremble

Like a flower with each

Delicate leaf vibrating

And wet with morning dew

He can taste just by touching

His fingers reaching deep

To places the rest of him

Aches to go

And she is all eyes and mouth

Beneath his face

So his breath breathes

Her breath,

And his gaze sees only

What she wishes him to see

And like a boy trying to find

The right combination to a puzzle

He works his fingers to see

What he can unlock

And make those eyes

Open up to him,

So he might reach into her place

He cannot reach now

Without her permission



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