no touch made unsure,
a brush of tenderness
just shy of pleasure
to be smothered
with a blade of comfort…
I cannot realize
myself from this other.
without a line to define

with no kiss too meager
or a must of lust to start a fuss
around every corner
I embrace and I absorb
with an open body
stepping forth
like no body else
will endure
or capture

and then not a second misplaced
we part, eager
to displace
to start over,
a honey moon

-B. Brown

viaDailyPrompt: Meager

(art by Yossi Kotler)


hot, calm – no grounding
when we crossed, we made it dark
no more bulbs pounding

– B. Brown

(art by Carol Burgo)