Despertar 3
By Athena

When you lay
your hand
on mine
touch turns
to caress
fingers linger
reluctant to leave

Stay,
I want to say,
meet my breast,
my lips
come inside
take tea
with me

Rest your length
against mine
knees to thigh
heart to heart
watch the rain outside
wet and green
earth awakened
aroused from
dusty slumber.

Reach within
without grasping
the faintest
of touches
brushes
deep within
my womb
when you lay
your hand
on mine

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