WERE YOU HERE

Were you here
I would worship you
slowly with attention

below and above
open to you
as you open to me

I would chase down your soft parts
and rub you in the places
that would swell

I would take notes
on your sweet smell
to dwell on later

alone and smiling
at the memory of your laughter
when my tongue flicked your tits

how many ways can we
surprise each other
our bodies would wonder

as we attempt to solve
a puzzle that is its own
solution of fluids and dreams

dancing through us
through the air
like vapor

condensing on the floor
and furniture
in puddles

that is us
you and me
we are fluid

in search of any place
we have not yet been
in each other