Let your lips meet gently

Let your lips meet gently
the top one resting against the lower
touching with tenderness
your own  skin to skin.

 Forefinger  propped on chin,
I let the others dangle,
like leaves on a branch;
how softly gravity  tugs them downwards.

Let my heart beat quietly,slowly
as  the blood circulates carrying  its music ,
 a river,following the path of least resistance.
How the blood vessels receive willingly this flow,
touching it kindly as with tiny  open fingers,
helping and being helped.

How the hair on the head floats
 on the breeze,
like tentacles of an octopus
waving goodbye.

Top  eyelid loves the lower one;
as we blink they touch
like lovers kissing swiftly
behind a tree.
and how the light comes in.

we see a world.
[mine may not be yours,]
but the blink of my eyelid
sends waves through the air,
we’re  touching and being touched,
lips kissing each other,
kiss all living creatures,
skin to skin,
air to air.

And inside us,the rich darkness
of creative night
transforms  in turn
these touches
into many- layered daydreams
of delight.

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About Kate4grace

I love writing and conversation,wild flowers,music and air
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