Measuring Water by Sound

POETRY

I want to know the color of your eyes, not just the browns and greens of them, but by the specific Pantone colors of their constellations.

I want to know by rote how your tongue forms the syllables of my name, the way your lips make words in the dark.

I want to know your skin like I know these sheets, how they caress my shoulders, hug my hips…where they rest against my belly.

I want to know you by sound, the way I know I’ve poured enough water in the pot for coffee we’ll drink by moonlight at 3.

HAPPY NATIONAL COFFEE DAY!
This poem appeared in the anthology Coffee Poems: Reflections on Life with Coffee published by World Enough Writers, 2019.

5 replies on “Measuring Water by Sound”

I have a coffee poems book. I loved this poem then and feel the same way about it now–great idea for National Coffee Day.

It’s a great anthology, isn’t it?

yes, it is

Such a sensual poem. Thanks for posting it.

Thank you! : )