we bathed

[january.23.2008.4:05pm]


your scent soaks
into my skin;
my tongue tip
toes across my
canvas,
savoring the
taste you bear.

on im turning as
flames of candles
are licking their
heat on the balls
of my heels.

my limp body
allows you to
cradle me in between
your legs;
the nape of my
neck touching so
lustfully against
your loins.

your questions
begin to be posed
in hopes of
penetrating your
curiosity left
unanswered;
im retorting in
a silence that
loudly echoes itself
amongst the tile
wall.

soap fails to cleanse
our shared confusion
and a tub draining
leaves behind a ring.

weve cuddled in
a nameless love
that neither of
us can claim,
but in it,
we bathed.