The Fourth of Anytime


Contemplating the fourth of anytime
in that empty room
somewhere between here and there
ready and waiting
as I am for you
hungering for your touch
longing to feel your body
pressing , molding to mine.

 

Keenly sensing your warmth
Your strength – innate power
Long known inner signposts
guide our lips , our fingers
skimming, probing,
caressing, demanding,
plunging, drowning
finding, losing.

 

Focusing, forgetting
Our world distilled as trembling sensation
Building, seeking the limits
Bursting through imaginary fences
Carrying us to new realms
Clinging, crying out
Destiny realized
In this lifetime.

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