Skin Gift

We had done all we could with the kissing

And had driven each other insane

That old steamkettle lust wasn’t hissing no more

It was high-pitch a-whistling and raising some Cain

So she took me in hand

And we went and we shed

And she said

This is my flesh it is sacred

So touch me with care and respect

And she drew us together both naked

And she fondled my face and my neck

And we melted onto a soft surface

And we melted and joined up and riffed

And we gave in to frenzy and dervish

And together we bathed in the gift

From “Skin Gift,” a track on Engaged to Be Merely’d, an album by Nick NB