There's something so real
About those moments
Alone with naked truth
With feelings so real they don't have names
I run my hand across your leg
Adapt myself to your shape
The ergonomics of your aura
The grip of your embodiment
I get to feel a hidden you
Nervous, on edge, excited
A you that crosses the line
A danger, a giddiness
We open to each other
An imprint of your inner world
Made tactile on my skin
As I look up at your fluttering eyelids