All night
the candle
creates & uncreates
our bodies
here a breast
flickers
into life
there a hand
vanishing out of sight
thigh
upon
thing
here a cry
there a sigh
forming &
unforming
our love
making
half shadow...half light
the hot
wax
taking our fingerprints
as if
we were suspects
stolen
time
we peel off
our fingerprints
I wear yours
you wear mine
my fingerpritns found
all over your body
(guess I am guilty)
|I press
my fingerprint
into yours
so that
the whorls
combine
joined
in the seal
of our desire
we both
now
one
&
the other
lost
in our flickering laughter.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fingerprints-8/
