Syncopated Tangled Undressing

Your left claims my right’s rest—  

knuckles hum, sweat salts the air.  

Sharps snag—a tangle—undressed,  

metronome skips our heart’s fanfare.  

Breath clots where sighs arrest,  

heel hooks what the pedal bare. 

Skin maps chords upon our breasts,  

Teeth script scores we swear.