Braille, Script, Codex

By Annette Marie Hyder

I wish to learn your hard muscles
and sculpted lines like I am blind
to everything but the Braille of your skin
that rises to kiss my fingertips,
a script written in desire,
each rope of muscle a codex
for my curiosity to explore
all the while the wild tale of you
catches my breath and hammers my
heart —
percussive exclamation points
punctuate your beautiful font
and leave me breathless for more.

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