lazily lolling
warm, soft blue sheets spin to halt
folding time for us
A love tesseract...
(Referring to a children's book I loved...A Wrinkle In Time.)
For my eternal love, in the language of our ancestors:
tha gaol agam ort
is leatsa mo chridhe
is pòsaidh mi, Draughn
searching for bargains
relucent kisses melt cone
red velvet stains lips
foot resting lightly
moist mirror yielding nothing
hand glides above knee
wedding bells ringing
always ringing in her mind...
his dear voice silent
loving in silence
distance between us compressed
warm full lips touching
count how many sheets
exist between a caress
outside space in time
walking hand-in-hand
flowers blooming as they pass
the magic of lovereflecting sunrise
mountain breezes caress him
her heart in his hand
skin colored like sand
Wonder Wheel gaily returns
us to our burned lips
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