Touching you
By ecologist
Softness...echoes reverberate skin on skin, flesh in flesh memories, or dreams hidden in your touch I reach into my mind... ... find your heart indelibly painted.....in colour across the landscape...of me Fingers....trace lines in you kaleidescope colours...a rainbow of you and I, hangs....in the opalescent blue....untouched merging, becoming one our edges blur impressionistic pointilism defined....in our beings your fingers....find their way into my essence draw echoes....from my haunted soul blossoms flower...expanding into me...as colors of life feeling you...touching me, touching you beings intertwined in breath, life, desire, hunger caught.....upon the precipice of us Written October 25th, 2001 © on Oct 25 2001 01:10 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"Softness...echoes reverberate skin on skin, flesh in flesh memories, or dreams hidden in your touch I reach into my mind... ... find your heart indelibly painted.....in colour across the landscape...of me Fingers....trace lines in you kaleidescope colours...a rainbow of you and I, hangs....in the opalescent blue....untouched merging, becoming one our edges blur impressionistic pointilism defined....in our beings your fingers....find their way into my essence draw echoes....from my haunted soul blossoms flower...expanding into me...as colors of life feeling you...touching me, touching you beings intertwined in breath, life, desire, hunger caught.....upon the precipice of us..."