Pen, Lips, Fingertips

Pen, lips
Fingertips
Quiver in shards of light
Between these sheets
A moment meets
A gift of cold insight 

An old notebook

A whole world shook

A perfume bottle emptied

A scribbled line

A stitch in time

Saves a female tempted

An ancient urge

A conscience purged
A pleasure took place there
A grateful girl
Rejoined the world
Renewed through her despair

A discreet word
A spirit stirred
To spend a wanton hour
A pen, and lips
And fingertips

Trace a skin-sketched memoir.