First Video

— Jaz Sufi

Always I return to the light: hueing our skin
into shades of desire; purples; blues. You hold
the camera between me & the mirror, recording
our shared reflection – your body pressed behind
my body, the same position a cello is played,
your other hand strumming my taut strings
& stirring a song. I’d never done this before,
saved a moment to be savored later, but you make me want
unprecedentedly. This night, caught in amber
& hardened honey. Our bodies, forever. I writhe,
shift, split at the seams, bend at the waist
as you pull my hips against yours. My eyes close,
but you want all of me open. Look at yourself,
you say, & I do, & the light –


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