you are the glory
amidst hello
and gooood biiiiiie
you are the wings
that fan the heat
where the simple gesture
of your fingers scratching
my elbow
is sexy and innocent
and everything in between
i own the memory of
your tour of the dance hall
i hold the texture
of your kiss
and the ache inside
the envelop of your arms
that confines and releases
all my emotions
and you are
the everything in between