I dream to tease and tug on the
Oiled skin of your feet and
Slowly move up your calves
And behind your knee and
Then to the rolling of your
Thigh and higher on both
Legs past your ass and onto
The small and then middle back
And then shoulders and arms
And fingers and hands and finally
Your neck and head with
Tension in me building and
In you receding far enough
To allow a different and better
Tension to come and warm
you and from there a short
twist of your torso and we
are face-to-face, me staring
down at you wondering at the
mystery of you and where
and how I can find you and
bring you out so that the
two of us can meet with our
souls fully entwined and
exposed to the comfort and
need of the other. It is
the act of drawing the you
out of you that obsesses
me, that keeps me awake
at night dreaming of your
nakedness and imagining
the what might-bes
