You Show Me

You show me
How small my hands are
by wrapping yours around them.
The span and shape of my hips by cradling yours.
My scent, by smelling it on your skin.
My power, by submitting to my touch.
How sweet I can find surrender
when you take that power back.
How I look when I shatter, by the smile on your face.

I read myself through your body,
lovers Braille.
I move deeper into myself
as you move deeper into me.
I always hold on so tight,
but now I am letting go-
knowing I can find myself back as you tell my tale
and show me, Me.