Our kiss leaves me wondering why happiness blossoms up my spinal cord and flourishes through my neck on to my thoughts.
The thoughts that sing only the best of notes, a breath taking symphony conducting the music of us.
Each note blows through me like the wind, each beat hits as a cliff, there I am falling with out the words to fly.
Each beat, each step, each note.
With a word to lead to the next, passing laughter with a smile, the one that grows to mean the more the more I know.
Our kiss not some replaceable object, not a touch or a touching action.
More like a link a chemical bond a meaningful conversation between lips.
About Me
- The visual feeling
- I am a current with thee ocean, wind and river. The way of my life is through motion always pushing myself through narrow crawl spaces or an open desert. I let mountains surround me they tower, topple over me like the endless clouds in winters life. I am of a tree and of a rock, because nature to be a village raising children.
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