The Body On Me
The body on me moans slowly. The body on me naked like a rose. Warmth passes through my body like her breath. Sweat vibrates on my chest like FM static. Her bra touches my lips— scratching my nose like her small wave. My eyes itch, but her eyes glow like hers. This cold body lying on me numbs itself with warmth. Once my body knew love. Now it only knows touch.