Every soft intake of breath
dwells deepest in my heart,
because this is where
you caress a memory-
living without prompt.
Passionate are your ways
to pull me in a feathery ascension-
where a kiss
is another expression
of feeling the heavens open
and satiate atmosphere,
with tender philosophy...
{ as long as lips quiver
then the ocean will continue
to beat its wings
and blanket the stars
with an eternal silhouette. }
You intoxicate through thinking,
each move behind your eyes
a guide that brings us alive.
Our voices meditate
on the presence of love.
