Hush

Hush (28th March 2008, 12.45pm)

Words are useless
All you need
Is touch
The warmth of your skin
The wet of your lips
The beat of your heart beneath your breasts
As you lie against my back
In the aftermath
Your hands smooth down
The hot curves of my skin
Your lips graze
The back of my neck
And the bond of silence
That has locked us together
In this space
Before my legs work again
In this space
Where my breathing slows down
In this space
Where love might have grown
Renders words useless
And touch
Our new unspoken language
Hush.