Seamless by Nicole Barth [10/15/12]

I woke up whispering the sound of your dreams;
a compromise between the sweetness of last night's kisses
and this morning's embrace.

I reflected the breaths that grazed my skin.
Sonorous sighs trailed from me to you
in a quiet stream of acknowledgement.

Like a carnival of peace,
I moved from satin strands of hair
to the scar on your right knuckle.
A cartographer, retracing the familiar nuances of you and I.