By sassy
Date: 2006 Jan 17
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Language

There is a language
in the way you touch me,
each caress a word
each kiss a punctuation.
Your eyes are a comma
(a place where I draw breath)
and your body one long,
lanky, preposition
(above, against, around,
beneath, beside, near,
on top of).
Verb forms and adjectives,
compounds and conjugates
pile into long, descriptively
lush paragraphs
when you move within me
(one long, run-on sentence
of ecstasy).
I punctuate with care,
exclamation, question, semi-colon
for I don't want to reach
the end
.