THE EDGE YOUR SKIN

Whatever so lightly glides over

The edge of my skin

Controlling my breath

Removing my will

Too close to you have I drawn

But I have desired of ages to be

Drawn in

And now, in this moment

I fear to move

Nor even to open my eyes

And I feel only

But to lie

Motionless, and bathe... submersed

In your warmth

In your scent

In your caress

Which doth carry me effortlessly across

The darkness of void

And binds me

Forever...

To the edge of your skin

...Jeff Bresee