Poetry
In between his sighs
by Kristen Byrne
I feel the smooth dips in his chest
and wherever my eyes lay,
my fingers caress the collarbone kissed
and a blessing laid to rest
in the sloping curves of his silent melody
and the smoothness in his sleeping body

My fingers trace a map onto his skin
and from the invisible lines, the dream begins
from the nape of his neck to the hollowed bends
in his hip
I imagine the taste of his breath
with every sip
of his peaceful strength
released in between his sighs
that make me want to slip
into this reverie again...

and again...
Posted by: Kristen Byrne

Poetry (December 30th, 2004)