Your Form

Written by: Tucker Carwile Jr

Your Form

Here in the shadows of the evening,
                                 light being blocked,
                             by the rooms covered windows.

                            I know your form,
                                    by touch.
                            The valleys, 
                                    the smoothness of your skin.
                            The smell from your long
                                    perfumed hair.
                             
                              I need not a picture
                                  to store away.
                              For your image is buried
                                  deep within my mnd.