and all the songs you didn't realise you sang to yourself in the mornings.

Every little place. Under your ear, the line of your hip, the skin between your shoulder-blades.

2 comments: said...

:o stunning!

red clay said...

this is what sets you apart, honey.
makes me love you moren i can talk about.
them, and the clefts and valleys.
some that sun has never seen.
magnet for my lips, maps for my hands.
goosepimples and the downy hair sits straight up. a sharp breath.
every part blushes braille.
calls out.
i want to read it all.