humid and wet
in your dress
slick against your skin

curls her hands in knots
and twine, undress her hair
in slow reflecting emotions

I watch her

when you rise up on your feet
when you cross those stairs
when you let the light in

let it slip through the cracks
when she smiles,
and finally starts to sing

I watch her

with a hand in mine
a tender caress
her hip is moving

when my voice
calls her closer
to embrace

in twofold


I watch her still