this tight

knot of words

loosened

by the tug of her finger

she did not know

I would unravel

into a tangle

into her tongue

I climb

the wall

a precipice

a plateau

from here

the landscape fresh

before my eyes

stretched far

beyond the curve

of her back

her body

a gradient

I slide down on

bare feet

touch ground

strange and new

each texture

dangerous

until trusted

the pressure in my palm

your hand

I hadn't noticed

resting there