I do recall

Kissing your fingertips

One by one

I nearly lost count by ten



And your hands

Turned to the sky

One by one

I held them tight to mine



And then your thighs

Outside and inside

Soft and warm and white

I was feeling dizzy by two



And your eyelids

Tightly drawn away

A curtain pair

Still closed to me I'm sure



And your mouth

Moist and open

In seeking me

And after that

I’m afraid

I have to admit



I forgot to count