fingers
– ardent alluvium –
again and
again
over her thighs.
we were searching the dictionaries for definitions
of the touch.
my gaze troubles the superficial
rest
of the skin on her breasts
as a wind that ripples the face
of still waters,
stille wasser sind tief,
thoughts are secreted
through the skin.
her amazing body
as a paper weight
over the leafs of the night.