Sense of sense

(date unknown)

I weave my finger through you hair

It feels like water and I wonder

Why my fingers are not wet

This touch, a rush inside me

I cannot fully explain,

This need to feel it

Whenever I look at you

To taste it and to know

All there is to know

I kiss your lips and lick

It with the tip of my tongue

Tasting all there is too taste,

Needing to feel deep inside

So as to know exactly what

You really feel like,

Knowing that I can never

Really know you until I

Know you from the inside out

I lay beside you in the heat

The sweat dribbling from us both

As we breathe deep

I can see nothing in the dark

But I still feel you

And I still taste you

As we breathe deeply together

This sense of sense

Not at all lost in the dark

Though with my eyes closed

I still ache for more