my hand on your chest

my hand on your chest
crests and falls to your rhythm
you breathe for us both

dare we follow moths

dare we follow moths
chasing pinpoints of hope then
burning from desire?

stake claim

nightly you stake claim
mantra though terrain unchanged
I was always yours

marked

breathe you in lungfuls
to suffuse from skin and shout
marked territory

into molecules

into molecules
I'd rub myself and dance with
your scent in the wind

rise to greet

glad to see me or
do winter's fingers tickle?
nipples rise to greet

Inspired by the inauguration

Well, sort of. My eye caught the following article about hope-filled Inauguration attendees and the gears started working.

so many people
sexpectations running high
Inauguration

wanted on Craigslist -
inauguration action
hope is contagious

Craigslist Obama:
"We are the change that we seek"
Try me for a change