Read To Me

I read to you from The Kama Sutra
I giggle, I blush, not at the words that fall gently
From my tongue, but at how many
Tasks of love we've mastered without guidance;
Still, I demonstrate the lotus box for you

You read to me from An Incomplete Education
We are pleasantly surprised at each other's knowledge -
Some lacking - in broad subjects and cultures;
Of tricky words, phrases, and history
And at how often misspelled is mispelled

Our bodies still glisten from the day as
Your cheek rests gently against my lower belly
Fingertips tracing my navel, tender and electric
You gaze longingly across that flat plain,
Communicating your wish that I should carry

I softly ask if that is what you're thinking, and
With a timid smile, you ask if I've read your mind.
Our passion, urgent now but often lazy,
Engulfs us again before I can reply,
"Perhaps it is that you've read mine."