Dedicated to Sweetness

Honey-coloured sunlight trickles through the blinds hap-hazardly
closed by your impatient hands
I lick my lips and taste
your kisses, sweetened by the honey 

between my legs

It is quiet inside
this haven we made
from each other’s bodies
I’m surprised it’s quiet
inside my head, too.

I hope I will never miss this

time during which my skin is not armour
easily broken by pain, but a map
for your traveling hands

and my insides feel as soft as
your skin, a landing pad for my lips

Your heartbeat sleeps underneath my cheek
I wonder if I am in a memory