i woke up
kissing your neck,
was it the storm outside or
the storm in my dreams that made me
open my eyes? lower them,
close them, i won't use them. instead
use touch, taste, smell.
i rest my head on your shoulder
as always, and now i am kissing
your neck. this time i will not stop
with the pricks of your jawline
this time i will moisten
everywhere lips and tongue
can touch.
always words did the touching but
now i swallow your words
my lips will speak for us now
curious, i lift my eyes to see your lips
spread in a smile
when i wake up kissing your neck.
