energy

making out with a song right now
Knowing it will turn to love
Like those before
That tickle the tongue
Like it was of your own.

A time ago
A dance in a public place
The song was there
But without a face
There were words
With no taste

Tonight -
A glance
As deep as the knowing
Of the hymn

Our next scene
An earthed smokescreen
Tangled air, the mess.

And that is how
First we kissed

Enveloped in the tune and time
Post embrace
A graceful place
As one, naked, alone
The abiding presence of bliss

Oh the love and life
That soon shall come of this