making love

my weekend started with a full-body massage
he removed all my clothes
and laid me on the bed
his hands moving from my shoulder blades
dancing down my spine
moving to my arms, my wrists, my fingertips
the bloodflow reaching my legs, my thighs,
his expert fingers moving over and under
knots, hidden muscles, soft spots

i sighed
he leaned forward for a kiss
and never stopped

gentle fingers became rough
slow movements sped up
his fingers now tangled in my hair
my legs curled around his waist
suffocating him with my thighs
he looked down at me
and said, "i've never been more happy than i am right now."
and i agreed.

Kis Lee 2007