Alabaster skin staged in a proscenium of dark hair.
A pair of soulful, intelligent brown eyes meet mine-
my eyes follow the scenery-
the graceful curve of her chin leads my gaze
to the soft smooth skin
of her neck, shoulders and arms.
I run my fingers down the her arm and across the palm of her hand
and then begin to trace the curve
of her supple side, hips and thighs.
Far away, on the other side of the world,
beyond a mountain range of bed linens,
a delta of various feet and legs akimbo
flows onto the horizon.
My heart flops around in my chest like a fish trying to find its way back into a shallow stream.

She rolls on top of me and kicks the mountains off the edge of the world.
She kisses me on my neck and shoulders
while the world spins beneath us
and the universe hurdles around us
faster and faster.
She positions those soulful, intelligent brown eyes a few centimeters from mine so that our noses are barely touching
and I can taste her breath
and feel it brush against my face.
My heart does some more flopping.