you are around my neck
you are in my ears
you are on my fingers and wrists and ankles
your leather frames my back
your denim defines my legs
your words line my gut
and your movements drive
the valves and muscles
of my big red heart.
Proximity: the poet Jackson. Get uncomfortably close.
you are around my neck
you are in my ears
you are on my fingers and wrists and ankles
your leather frames my back
your denim defines my legs
your words line my gut
and your movements drive
the valves and muscles
of my big red heart.