hands and hands

hands cover hands, cover skin
smooth my heartbeat
more rises and falls than each key
for each lock and piano
in every woman’s living room.

whisper innumerable words
wait for me
whistling wanting nighttime wanderlust
I am a raven black.

Cover me with hands and hands
and fingers sliding slipping sideways
down the silent curves behind my lungs
lowered lashes linger,
fingertips like feathers.

know my skin like a lover
let sleep drape each flame with shadows.

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