You and Me

Touches
my face, soft and gentle
getting closer.

My breath speeds up, his
slows down
mint on his breath.

Nervous, It’s not what I expect but
it’s what I
want.

He draws me to him
quivering leaf in his hand
I grow in height. His

skin soft, my
eyes closed, he is the
Teacher

Church band playing to
God
while we pray for love.

Gentlest of touches
smooth and guiding
lesson taught and learnt.