SKIN ON SKIN

I know the precise moment

When you and I became us.

There was a picture of you

With your lips puckered

As if for a kiss.

It followed the photograph

Of you on the beach

Smiling a smile

From the land of smiles

And your body postured

Like a woman with knowledge

Of how you might affect me.

Now outlines of you

Dance in my imaginings

And frolic in my fantasies.

Unheard music in your voice

Is the soundtrack of my dreams.

Now we have only to reach

Across the real world

To feel the shock

Of skin on skin

And heart on heart.

I long for that tremor

When two become one.