Taking me south

Your breath undoes the buttons of my quiet skin
I feel your pulse before your fingers begin
The air between us bends like a promise kept too long
And every little sound you don't make keeps me strong


You tilt your chin — I understand the sign
The dark is just a veil. You don't need to hide.


I don't need your words — just the rhythm of your spine
We're not two people — we're a knot of love and wine
And the only prayer I know is the shape of your mouth
Taking me south, taking me south


You press your palm against my stomach — not to stop
Just to feel the tremors climbing from the bottom to the top
Your forehead touches mine, and time becomes a loop
I taste your hesitation — sweet, and warm, and soaked in truth


Your thigh shifts half an inch — that's all I need to know
The night is just an ocean. Let the current grow.


I don't need your words — just the rhythm of your spine
We're not two people — we're a knot of love and wine
And the only prayer I know is the shape of your mouth
Taking me south, taking me south