hand - prehensile part of the body at
the end of the arm.
(Old High German hant)
Out of my flesh that hungers
Thus I hold you
Before the moon wanes again
II
And I would be the moon
Darkly risen
On A Night of The Full Moon
I
and my mouth that knows
comes the shape I am seeking
for reason.
The curve of your waiting body
fits my waiting hand
your breasts warm as sunlight
your lips quick as young birds
between your thighs the sweet
sharp taste of limes
frank in my heart's eye
in my skin's knowing
as my fingers conceive your warmth
I feel your stomach
move against mine
we shall come together.
spoken over your beckoning flesh
breaking against reservations
beaching thought
my hands at your high tide
over and under inside you
and the passing of hungers
attended forgotten
the moon speaks
my eyes
judging your roundness
delightful.
- Audre Lorde