They do not need the sun to warm their bones,
The heat of touch
And gentle whispers will do;
An understood assurance in the closeness.
Placidly now they shimmer.
They do not need the sun to warm their bones,
The heat of touch
And gentle whispers will do;
An understood assurance in the closeness.
Placidly now they shimmer.
Share your thoughts
But release the intentions to control
Or change
Peoples thoughts and beliefs.
Here one creates a barrier with expectations.
Trust the timing of everything.
Let stillness embody the mind
With every thought, movement and touch;
With this comes clarity and flow.
Continue loving,
Keeping heart and hands open to help.
Our fingers touch without pause
And we begin the dance
Of giving and taking,
Joining.
Vanishing into orbit;
Twinkling now.
I am out of touch.
I am out of sorts.
Don’t know which way the sun comes up.
Ignite me.
This fire that is you
Burning in my veins has grown out of control.
Thoughts fanning the flames,
It does rage.
I tried starving you out of me,
Oxygen deprivation.
Breathless now,
Rife with wanting.
But I see you in the smoke
Approaching.
The desire to touch you takes over
And up turns the heat
Singeing me.
An
Insatiable urgency
Calls.
You
Mystical being
Invoking feelings
Visions
Of other dimensions
My body recalling touch
Another time and space
A portal opening in the soul
Where minds collide and erupt
Bringing forth unison
In the flow between yes and no
Push and pull
Leaving us full
Expressions deep we turn and keep
The union beyond explanation
Resisting the forces of separation
Again and again
We remain
Timeless within
On the path
Headed the same direction.
Sometimes we cross.
Sometimes we touch.
Sometimes we gaze.
All of us finding our way.
Not much for words today
Silence will have to do.
But you know this as soon as she looks at you,
And so you touch her cheek.
And lean in close
The loudest love without
A sound.
Touch.
Only a heartbeat
Between us.
Altering senses.
Time collides within.
Skin feeling what no other
Has felt.
Eyes
Seeing that which no other has seen.
Energies
Vibrant
In the hush.
Words have no meaning, no form,
No need.
Breathe.
We soothe our restlessness.
In the stillness we move.
Synchronized breath becomes us
As we disappear.
Realities merging
To unbecome.
Exquisite rapture with each movement
In the hush.
No longer a mirage.
How too
I see that you
Are waiting.
How too
I hear an underlying
Song in your voice
And feel
The deep wanting running
In the lightest
Brush of
Your fingertips.