'lovesong' (november 2009)

he fell at her knees
remote, exhausted
spent
felt himself old
a dry heart and head
cooling
but warm in her embrace
her skin singing

a murmur, the feeling
of skin tightening
a rustle of skin
as arms wrap tighter.
he felt himself heavy
a condensation on her
but
she remains resilient
and her nose meets his neck
while his heart resumes its common time

the silence following breaks
is halted
by the flick of hairs
and the bubble of evaporation
her teeth click
as his fingers trace the ridges of her spine
thrumming out a familiar rhythm

he would ask for music
if her body weren't singing