I awaken you upon my breasts
because they are touched by your dreams
and because your mouth awakens me
touched of my skin. I cradle you
in this warm lenience
where your breath came to lay
as the night came alight
with my scream, when the flanks
- yours in mine,
like water that, in mirroring it,
impregnates itself of moon -
were made bed
of one sole river of confluent
glows with the scent, already,
of a fulfilled sea. I whisper you
a salty air of next wave
so that you will be further awakened
by my mouth, still touched of the echo
of your ultimate foam; and because,
wild, so the tide demands of us,
under that moon which, again,
floods with scents and glows
and makes our dreams and skin
come alight, in the night, once more.

© 2006 Alexandra* ~ OneLight*®

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