ROMANCE Poem: Desire, by Abby Jenkins

For you-
Coiled in my stomach.
Coating my ribs.
Crammed in my chest.

For your hands-
tanned, callused
blood warmed
Rough, desert ground.

How they hold,
the book you picked up,
gentle and just lightly
enough.

For my name-
in your mouth,
a prayer.

For your eyes-
evergreen pines.

How you look,
at me
rich and deep and
Dark warm.

For your voice-
soft,
summer evening rain.