While With Him
Sweat and dirt down the drain
The scent of fresh hay and shavings linger
He collapses on the bed
Rough jeans and bare chest
Muscles lie still, in active
Stubbornly refuse mobility
I go to him
My fingertips water-fall down
Shoulder, bicep, forearm
Hand, a mixture of warm sun and chilled water
His eyes follow me softly
With silent permission
I lay down beside him
His palm is my pillow
Our only skin contact
The last gaze of the day
On me
His eyes close
Mine follow
We drift to darkness together
His forehead slowly kisses mine
His freehand subconsciously captures mine
Innocently protected
Freely connected
We fall into sleep
The scent of fresh hay and shavings linger
He collapses on the bed
Rough jeans and bare chest
Muscles lie still, in active
Stubbornly refuse mobility
I go to him
My fingertips water-fall down
Shoulder, bicep, forearm
Hand, a mixture of warm sun and chilled water
His eyes follow me softly
With silent permission
I lay down beside him
His palm is my pillow
Our only skin contact
The last gaze of the day
On me
His eyes close
Mine follow
We drift to darkness together
His forehead slowly kisses mine
His freehand subconsciously captures mine
Innocently protected
Freely connected
We fall into sleep