The Shared Air

Souls like these breathe sweet release inhaling each others air Falling locks sweep over your frame encasing you in this moon soaked room Soft scent of perfume...lingers from you my pillow will sing of your absence Tracing sinew with felt tip fingertips you draw invisible words on my chest Thoughtful gazes say more than pass our lips no words for these moments that go without saying Your chest rise and fall calming soft tones of speech echo in silence Captured by each others arms, drifting slowly we talk now in murmurs, trailing off My fingers run through your silken hair rhythmically calming us both Fading at last to a sweet lovers sleep inhaling each others air