all in time,
held suspended
in sweet motion
like the rise and fall of tides
two souls calling out
reaching for each other
inner echoes beckoning
from deep depths
like seashells held
close to listening ears
want and desire
patience and love;
everything and nothing
not making a sound
making a sound
stone thrown
skipped across
rhythmic tidal face
like gentle kisses
tasting liquid flesh
stone comes to sink
at last swallowed
by deeper water
circles of response
deep dwelling rings
felt everywhere
surface penetration
two souls touch
rock and water
lost in sinkable depths
light and firm
exact
once in
in forever
hard and soft
beneath water covers
heart found beating
in the breast of another
tastes of sea salt,
like sweat and tears
waves like circles
and exhausted breath
on warm flesh
water dissolving stone
like sugar and
cosmic release…
Copyright © 2010 L.Warren
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