Black velvet shirt
on soft soft skin;
breathing you in.
Bright red wine scars
& the sound of your voice
singing along
to sad sad songs.
Hands tangled in my hair;
wish they would forever rest there.
The warm, shallow water;
afraid to tread deeper;
who knows what we’ll find there
in your sweet stare.
You let me into your eyes now,
to bask in green, gold, brown,
like the trees where I found
your wandering spirit;
ethereal,
unreal,
the one
who knows my shy secret