touching +souls

The torch is lit,

Our eyes aglow,

Sparks fly from our fingertips...

As we dance within,

Swiftly falling into

Each others embrace …touching hands,

As our bodies begin to swirl

To merge and blend,

And with each coming moment

Our heartbeats race faster, still

As we take each step closer

To ever more deeply

Synchronize and intertwine

Delivered as if in a sweet bouquet of loving kisses

Each one reaching progressively deeper

Transferring warmth, somewhere in our souls remembrance,

Where we find love within, speaking softly

In tides of inner peace... riding waves of a vision,

Based upon self respect, hearing ripples of another caring heart...

As mirrored, here... somewhere, lost in time,

A silent pact which inspires us simultaneously,

As if a sign language ballet

In fluidic gestures of two mimes,

Playing in slow motion

Between our minds,

A sigh of relief,

As we celebrate quietly,

To make a toast

To better understanding

Love and life...

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