I feel you breathe,
Slowly in, slowly outlingering caress against my skin -
We lie in the twilight,
bodies entwined close against the tracery,
arched into one another so tightly even the shadows can’t separate us...
I align my breath to yours,
touching you with my heartbeat,
relaxed into your pulse -
we drift into our space,
A dark gentle place made sacred,
The cosmic breath of the Universe.
Dena L Moore
April 17, 2021
No comments:
Post a Comment