across your chest,
down your back,
over your hips,
along your thighs,
and I can't help but contemplate
how you contain so much wonder
in such a tiny
space.
I could spend days counting freckles,
tracing collarbones,
stroking curls,
outlining shoulder blades,
caressing cheeks,
and I don't think I could ever find an
appropriate place to lay down my hands
and stop touching
you.