home
with me, you are home.

warm
encompassing
enveloping
enrapturing
fluid
home

there's something about the scent of a man -- a scent so subtle compared to the sweat and the woman, open, ready -- that is often overlooked but never forgotten. i smell you in grocery stores, pottery, tortillas, clay, mud.

i feel you when i shift my body differently in the chair, leaning forward and arching my back to stretch. i feel where you were, where you should be.

come home.