
the warmth of her breasts on me
her soft skin with mine
I feel her breathing
I feel her contractions grow
I feel her wet release
My skin doesn't lie
but it can confuse what's real
and what is sensed
My skin remembers
My skin still feels it - years later
I then remember.
SB
Absolutely beautiful--both the poem and the photograph.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I wish I knew who took the photo.
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