On the touching of the elbows and the ways of love to be employed with regard to noders
Inspired by joy born at Seattle noder meet/divorce party/brunch at chez flamingweasel

I kiss your belly button
I love your little toes
I touch your sexy elbows
I nibble on your nose

A rose I give your earlobes
A kiss I give your thumb
I snuggle with your tastebuds
Your eyebrows make me numb

If I were your appendix
Would you miss me if I left?
If I became vestigial
Would you feel bereft?

Will you keep me in your frontal lobes?
Taste me when you breathe?
If I were no longer part of you
If my heart would ever leave.