Intrigue a tasty retreat ?

You are cool to the heart 

and warm to the touch 

We traced the stars across the maps of our skins and hearts 

What intrigues?

What might come to past?

I lay it all before me in puddles..

Surrendering to your touch.

You scope me with your fingers.

And taste me with your lips.

Ash and honey and golden fireflies 

Came and swamped the scene. 

We are transported.  

We are transfixed. 

Lost in time and space 

Raptured from reality 

Gone away…..  


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