The marks on your face

Katia Grigsby Photography 2009 © All Rights Reserved

The marks on your face are pathways where I across my nights.

I hold you and is like if I had hold myself.

And then my body is marked forever by yours.

If I can, I will take your hands into mine, and there, between the lines, I will build a home for my desires.

I will stay there, listening to all the songs you will play for me.

If I can, I will stay there, between your hands, and abandon myself  in silence, perfect silence, looking at your smile.

If I can I will smell you and wonder in which moment you got my heart, in which touch I lost myself, what make me stay... If I can.