spine

i am remembering…

in the stiffness of early morning, i feel your hands

slowly reaching, warm around my waist.

you pull me closer and in my slumber i fold,

giving into your gesture. bodies twisted in blankets and pillows,

i feel you closer to me now.

breath warm against my neck as we fit together like two spoons in a drawer.

and you wrap one arm around my hip

and down through my thighs.

the warmth building between us as the air escapes,

leaks out between my lips.

and as you glide your fingertips from the small of my back straight up my spine,

it waves in the motion,

like a cat’s back, pet for the first time in days.

and you leaned into me.

…you loved me that morning.  and my toes curl in the memory.