Jess

• Tyler micahel Minder, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2006

Sitting close to me, her heat on the back of my neck
The black and white of her eyelashes flicker open my chest
And her green eyes separate my ribcage
The soft velvet of her luscious lips consume my heart
Her beloved slumber keeps me awake at night
She graffiti’s the inside of my heart with kisses
Her fingers slide up my arm, conjuring butterflies in my stomach
The perfect feeling of her touch reaches my chin
Her sweet breath wipes me down and makes me weightless
Her smell lingers in my presence, the fleeting remembrance of her smile
Underneath this coat of pride, is my naked soul
Bringing tears to my eyes, my cheeks burning with desire
She found the gap in my shirt, and trespassed on my thoughts
She screamed my name, and stole my heart