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May i come closer?
. . . . eyes asking
. . . . . . . . eyes, yes
. . . . . . . . . . . .loving.
i want to be close, our spirit free to travel.
. . . . your body asking for my freedom,
. . . . . . . . finding it in the caress of your nearness

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . you give it with your asking.

our clothes abandon us
. . . . and we abandon them, for each other.
hello, we both say. new friends we are tonight.
. . . . . . . . . . . . begin this moment

we move to one another, move for one another
. . . . . . . . (because of)
motion for motion, rhythm for rhythm, heat for heat
. . . . . . . . love for love
. . . .greeting, skin meeting
touching curves, curves opening to be touched
. . . . ‘asking curves’, curves giving
. . . . . . . . finding curves (hungry)
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . mouths
. . . . your lips and mine searching, fully, for the taste
(finding, losing, finding . . .) of togetherness.
. . . . ever searching, beautifully hopeless search

my body feels yours as the rest of the universe. and
i am included, in the remembering of oneness
with you.
my hands touch you and i am exploring myself.
it’s so obvious with you.

. . . . . . . . our bed
. . . . skin reaching out fondly, playfully, creatively
. . . . . . . . becoming every moment, every movement (warm)
. . . . . . . . . . . . creating each other
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ourselves
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . self
. . . . . . . . selfcreation

i know you don’t like games. tonight there are no games
being played ; unless you call love a game.
. . . . . . . . . . . . - if it is, there is laughter in our play

. . . . your arms return me to now, thank you
. . . . . . . . and i am in the sky
. . . . . . . . . . . . i am the sky
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . with you
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . and the earth

(though in reality you love another) i am the earth and sky with you

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