uncontainable luxury

oh! the uncontainable luxury
of a spacious saturday morning
as we

stretched out on your bed
limbs entangled
skin to skin

we spoke
of the spaciousness
of the land

of man’s need to contain it
and the earth’s persistence
in asserting herself

i–
drew a pattern on your beautiful back
to illustrate a river’s path

you–
your sweet utterance
of delight at my touch

“my back is so hungry for attention,”
you said

“then let me give it some,”
said i

and i did