One

7 February, 2012

Quiet

light breathing
the world, time, slowed, standing, near still
forgotten
just here

Peace

a mellow kiss, shoulder, bare
the limbs, relaxed, motionless
no words
still, just, still

Harmony

soft hair on a cheek
the breast, with every breath, touching, her back
wantingness, to breath, together
to forge

Attuned

faint, warm air pockets, rising
like Panton chairs, two, lying
close, as closer cannot be
cradled, protected

Sheltered

fingertips, gentle, hardly touching
the fine hairs, unfeelable, affection
the firm undulating plane
butterfly, in an English garden

Wonder

a moment, timeless
the beauty, in soul, being touched
one field, one energy
with her

Magic

Bliss

Divinity

One