your hands running down my neck
the feel of mouth of water
breathing
my hands in your hair
the way your eyes stare at me
my shoulders
their delicacy
your laborers hands
the aching
the breathing
its the afternoon
my hair in your face
cheek to cheek
a desert of mouthes
diving
the cup of my hand on your forehead
eyes tell your whole life story
these eyes tell ours.

2005-07-30, 10:14 a.m.
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