this
blank space
until
you changed the air
with voice, touch, presence
whose lingering submersions
came, leaning me
into submission
a wind
gentle on the treetops
giving birth to
an eruption of life
from within
Categories:
submersions, relationship,
Form: Free verse
Maybe we're subjugated to
certain subjects and
I revolve around you
while you reflect on me.
Maybe we are light
and part night.
Energy and passion
overflowing; amassing,
Oceans of surplus
maybe your touch unmasks me
while mine
has the opposite effect
covering you.
Maybe we undress
clothing ourselves
in one another.
hot and bothered
and our lips haven't
even performed
acts of sedition yet.
Deep conversations
cause soul conversions.
Our tongue's
provide unbelievable
submersions
holding your breath
innumerably
while I breathe
a good word
upon you
indefinitely
Inhale to your exhale
making love with
the movement of air.
Categories:
submersions, kiss, passion,
Form: Free verse