In his studio
him beside table
relaxed
or determined
By door – me
four meters distance
nobody moves
silence
no breathe, frozen
like statues
only eyes look direct
deep, seeing souls
Split of second
he’s near
licking my ear
grabbing my arm
strong, tender
fingers touch underneath dress
mine
it’s forbidden
good
when he whispers “I love you”
blood flush
heart softens
surrender
Don’t remember more
only sweetness of kisses
but body does, smiles from toe
to face, inside organs
still laughing
living in joy
I love too
you