raised chemise
the fragrance of distilled lavender and anise rival
ripe plums and cherry-picked pinch
a sprig of rosemary and touch of juniper, slipped away thyme and glossed gaze on
cerise-threaded cheeks
parallel paced heartbeats
through sheer lace and hot skin
glazed with buttermilk and honeycomb
entrenched in the ghosting of fingertips on throat
relished in a touch's remnant mirrored of eternal redwood
deepest ruffles of gilded silk richer than darkest cacao
hoisted above hips fitted perfectly into a cupped palm
accompaniment of crescent marks bitten into bittersweet apricot
slashed valance whose wrinkles resemble torn petals
from neck's nape to rosehip
suckled dandelion stem and nectar indulgence akin to avarice
breathed words strung through thick air
echoed to morning mist drapes
where the taste of sharp citrus tang
and palm-mapled spearmint
still lingers on my lips.