Interconnections lost and found,
a vision in pieces a puzzle of images
a herd of many with little in common
like random expressions
NOT
You
…and i
Impressions never
Lost in transition
Disrobing
If not discarding
All trace of civility
As we loosen our clothing
dropping them loosely in rapid fire succession
as we gasp, sigh…
kiss our inhibitions goodbye
throwing ourselves deliberately
in harms way,
indifferent to the connotations
unafraid of the consequences
if you were to consider, when
not soon enough
embrace
find ourselves falling
scents, sounds
the sensation of tastes blur in our haste
to fulfill the urge
with cups overfilled
begging to be spilled
in ways not wasteful
as we coo and trill
like lovebirds
and climb
each others
body and mind
like vines
winding ourselves
into positions reminiscent
as the movement
of dancing leaves in the wind
or raindrops entwined
soon winding up
relaxed and reclined
with sensations
so resonant
in the backgrounds of our minds
…the scent of incense
sounds of wind chimes
which echo through our souls
with sensations
as exciting as flying
our respirations
calling to one another
as lapping waves
overtaking the shores
peaking at once
then, again
and again
racing back and forth
like water and sand
under the suns
warm embrace
radiant heat penetrating
to the core...
in such a
spontaneously
combustible
state
naked souls
as we are
...enjoined
instantaneously
permeating,
percolation, sublimation
Wanting, needing
more, more
...more
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