Poetry

Poetry

Thoughts For Our Daughter

 

Skin Talking

The title came from the Navajo skin walkers, a name that begged mutation.

 

 

Who do I thank for the time with you,

Flesh against flesh,

Experiencing touch in all our places?

Erotic, yes,

But the feeling of completeness,

Of all that is you pouring in my pores;

From your place to mine, filling me,

Tells me that I am good

Enough to have you in my arms.

 

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