Body of Evidence
Took awhile but I’m now
as comfortable with her body
as with my own. Years of touch,
inhale, taste. Visual, of course,
was first and will probably be last
but who can see into that distance.
She does not but I truly do adore
her curly black Sicilian hair.
Close to Africa. She writes love
notes on my back as I go to sleep;
I answer in kind as she awakens.
Sometimes hands go beyond
backs until reminded that there’s
a time for pressing into wilderness.
So, promissory notes exchanged
that refer to sticky date desserts
sometime in the near future.
Author: Allan Lake
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