Silk

I know that she

hears my footsteps

I wait at the door

a knowing pause

as she lies down

naked

in my favourite way

Her way to entice

*

I lean in close

then drape her

in a silk sheet

to learn where

the silk settles

and where it

slides over her

hills and valleys

and memorise where

my hands will

dance

*

I listen to her

every moan

and whisper

of her voice

and I realise

some smiles

never touch the mouth

*

She rests

in her breath

and in that

knowing look

in my eye

*

For she

lives in me

and I within her

She knows this

and I know it too

*

My fingers dance

within that space

where sighs spill

from her trembling lips

as she begs for me

to lead her

to the place of

vibrant paradise