Your chest is naked.
I rest my fingers
On the surface--
Trace strands in the rope.
Your chest is resolute.
I
Dissolve.
Between the soft cushion,
The pink,
The lining of your
Mouth,
I read from left
To right.
I open you in fear.
Wash over me with your
Bare truths,
Your parallels
Your absolutes.
Be naked here,
Chest
Against my chest.
Pink
Against
Mauve-
We are a
Quiet
Subtly,
A Rose
Believing.
