“I want to feel” she sais

your fingertips trace the roads along my bare spine

the sun’s warm, not scorching rays against my sleeping face

freedom return to my heart

purpose reside within my soul

expression, a waterfall from my lips

spilling onto a blank page

filling it like a basin

full to the brim

with purpose, with ideas

always your warm tender lips insisting upon mine

requiring me to meet you

as we come to fro, in and out of purposefulness

wading up to our hips in love

“passion”, she sais, ignited within us, burning between he and I

and for our lives

openness and the flood it brings

gushing into me

and the insatiable yearning

all of these things I want to feel

against the clarity of my step

against the peacefulness of knowing

and the pleasure of discovering