I open up slowly, like a flower unfurling her petals
letting go of the fear of being seen, relaxing into the
sweet cascade of your fingers skimming over each
region of my body, hills of my breasts, curve of my hips
At first I am resistant, boredom arising, running from
this gentle peace, looking to escape in activity
a walk, stimulation, foreplay
you are slow, calm, not going anywhere
I am landscape to be explored,
caught in the lack of anonymity
vulnerable, in the afternoon light,
your hands stroking me, tumbling over my skin
not demanding, peaceful, and I allow you in
It is terrifying to be still in your presence
to allow myself to be seen, to stop running
these scars and insecurities worn on my skin
I am trembling at your touch
Tangle of legs, my cold feet, our hips pressed together,
your lips on the arch of my neck
I relax into the bliss of this moment
the tender presence of your body against mine
the warmth of your hands, your arms, your cock
gently teasing me, teaching me
aimlessness on this cozy afternoon
Art is our bodies at rest, touching, playing
You can make me come by touching my nipples
I can make you laugh in the very center of your chest
our bodies already know how to dance together.
what more is there to discover in this landscape?
J, I am learning to be in dialogue with your body
I love how patient you are with mine,
respecting its boundaries, listening, perceiving,
saying, I am here
and I will wait for you
You don’t need to pleasure me, or please me
or look a particular way, make any noise
just let me see you as you are
without pretense, letting go of the barriers
to feeling without hiding
No separation,
just the sensation of two bodies
intertwined, not knowing where your heartbeat
ends and I begin.
