Sunday, July 13, 2008

Point of Convergence

strangers kiss spirits
with tongues in each others' mouths
trying to discover the right words to say
fingers delicately
traversing hair
like a breeze
affectionate longings wrap around
the waist
growing tighter with each second of
reflection: remembering what it was
like the last time
they whisper esoteric code words
of which they are exclusively privy
cheek to cheek, smiles touching
laughter bouncing off ear drums
passion harmonizing with the
erotic rhythms from their hearts
bartering words for deep stares (sexy silences)
depositing those "right touches" into
the banks of reminiscent memories
then, at once, they pull back
the embrace loosens, fingers parting
hands slide down the poles of arms
the moment is tentatively suspended
giving way to three words:
"I missed you!"

2 comments:

ReelAphro said...

Very endearing. Sweet and sad, longingly.

Anonymous said...

Mmmmmmm... I loved this piece. It was private, honest, loving, alive with emotion, and tender all at the same time… I felt like I was right there in that same embrace. It was a moment we can all relate to, whether we reminisce about it or long for it. Great job.