Your hands easy <br />weight, teasing the bees <br />hived in my hair, your smile at the <br />slope of my cheek. On the <br />occasion, you press <br />above me, glowing, spouting <br />readiness, mystery rapes <br />my reason <br /> <br />When you have withdrawn <br />your self and the magic, when <br />only the smell of your <br />love lingers between <br />my breasts, then, only <br />then, can I greedily consume <br />your presence.<br /><br />Maya Angelou<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remembrance-2/
