Scrabble

She lies on the bed

Naked, and a bit nervous

She turns her head to look at me

I’m gathering up the small pale tiles

I use them to write words on her body

Describing everything about her

I want to show her how she really looks

How I see her

So I lay the tiles down

Interconnecting them across her delicate body

That’s the word I start with

Delicate

Like an anatomy of an angel

I spell ‘love’ on her lips

And ‘me’ on her heart

If she blushes, then it’s a triple word score