While my hair clings to my body
And the streaming drops of water
Run in rivulets down your shoulders
And drip down onto my skin
Sinking down into the wet earth
Mingling its wetness with our own
I want to do it in the sun
Shining warm on glowing bodies
Glistening sweat in summer heat
Slick like oil, warm the soft grass
Crushing underneath our passion
Bright the light on tired bodies
Sleeping now among the flowers
I want to do it in the snow
Freezing cold on naked bodies
Tingling skin and nerves stripped raw
Senses heightened, bodies tightened
Ceaseless movement, quickened beat
Melt the snow with sizzling heat
Rush inside and snuggle warm
Heather Dawn Morrison