when the world is quiet and the dawn is breaking, it's your hands that i'm taking. the world is caught in the moment our lips part, a dreamcatcher hung from the eyelashes resting like moons on our cheeks. we are capturing the globe in the spaces between our teeth and exchanging it on twisting tongues, tasting the continents on individual tastebuds. when we kiss, european flavors are mingling with asian accents and south american highlights; our mouths together are a world market of billowing fabric and exotic flavor that we could spend all afternoon exploring.
we are breathing in spice and the heady scent of bazaars and when we close our eyes, i imagine the trail down your ribbed torso is the journey to jerusalem. i taste the desert in the curls of your hair and the heat of your mouth is a sauna baking passion into smoldering fires. your fingers are an oasis painting the red sea along my throat, drawing the treacherous coastline across the flesh of my hips.
i can feel the wind in the way you whisper my name, the way our legs tangling like the branches of jungle trees. we are the earth and life is sprouting from the soil of our flesh in the way of shaking forests and serene meadows. i know beauty from the way my heart blossoms in my chest to bleed red against my breast. i know beauty from the way my flesh peels back and fear dissolves and evaporates into the storm clouds above our bed. i know truth in the naked emotion rimming your eyes and the way your drawing breath sounds like harps on midsummer's eve.
i can feel you pulling the saltwater from my lungs, and the depth i've been fighting suddenly been siphoned with the ease of the wave of your fingertips. i can feel you pouring identity back into my lungs like a pitcher into an empty vase, firing the torches around the borders of my mind to keep the howling demons at bay. you bring me close and hold me together with the calloused width of your palms. you kiss the hollow of my neck and whisper my name and in the pause of the words birthing in your bloodstream to dripping from your lips, i find exactly what i am looking for.