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.