Some have traced their fingers
over the curves of my body
and my mind.
Many have uncovered gaps
in my teeth, fading gray
among the blond.
Others have curled their tails
and paws possessively into
my nooks and crannies.
You, alone have known the loving
whispers, reducing me
to puddles.
I am nothing, without your flowing
waters, to fill me,
refill me again.
Cheryl Lynn Moyer Peele
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/men-that-have-known-me/
