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…..