I must confess
You knuckle my mouth with love
Leaving answers in my throat
And at that moment my love
I wonder about this sanity of ours
Lifting our skin like tents
Bodies in the intricate shape of air
Recognizing our faces to finally speak
You calling me
Me calling you
Tagged: desire, existence, humanity, Inspirational, Love, metaphor, passion, poem, poetry prose, Relationships, romance, spirituality, thoughts, writing
