Mirrored Opposites

Heart beats in fingertips as a gentle breeze beckons kisses that quenches deprivation finger tapped skin is an invitation for Where do we begin? Your eyes accompany a guided tour contouring the imperfections of your sanctuary making them sit perfectly on deeper surfaces Relishing how ancient history evolves into Time has a way of wishing for more moments such as these building mountains by dismantling walls wanting to find short so I can nestle in your shadow Your strength is solid as saving grace In you, I can see the gestation of my spirituality I'd break more religious tenets just to taste half of you. Always falling in love with how my heart feels beating against your skin Quiet at first then a hush abounds Reflection never sounded this loud.