Memoirs Of A Breeze Poem by James Daniel Gabriel

Noteworthy. Simply such sensitivity forth,
speaking in relation to my arms reaction,
to the touch of your fingertip against my own knuckle.
Subtle, like a tickle,
supplemented by a whisper pulsing simultaneously
on
cold...warm...cold...warm...cold
lips,
building toward enigmatic climax,
constructed to contract a release designed to resemble
aaahhhhh...a sigh.

It teaches and confuses,
chills and thaws,
then scars from the point
known and labled, henceforth
as 'initial contact.'

A breath and a tremor,
cycled...
aaahhh....
Noteworthy.