Your Body

In its suit blue, grey, black, brown it is just a thing

like a chair or a desk a piece of furniture neutral Naked, it is a new species sweet savage, gentle barbarian made up of pieces: earlobes, fingers, knees, eyelashes Is it the thickness of the neck breadth of the chest that churns me with rapture Let me melt your pieces into something new molding your skin into electric moons carving your timbered heart, dry and fractured smoothing your jaggedness sculpting your rawness into a silky nectar mellow and pulsing Your body, caressed rubbed one thousand times like a stone becomes a glistening seal who dives into the aqua broth of my seas Your restless thumbs doves of delight with frail feathers perch and fidget white nomads hopping from limb to limb Your moles, targets for my tongue scattered in damp ravines linger and wait to be devoured your hallowed form a pale forest, forbidden I sing its peaks and crevices with my thirsty mouth

Your clothes lock you away imprison your skin from mine straight-jacket a spirit which glints through chasms of eyes like fevered stars

Sweat glistens above lips raindrops collect on tight and tender leaves dripping lushly with salt let me wash you new Your chest cages the throbbing heart primitive organ merciless magnet center of my craving How many years will it beat will it await my touch victim to my yearning before its final cadence

Painting: Fabian Perez