My eyes see visions of
heaven’s light.
I count the stars
that shroud the night.
My skin feels each drop
before it falls from the skies.
I feel everlasting peace
when the world sighs.
My feet detect the thunder
of waves as they crash.
I hear ancient cries
echo from the past.
I know what I am
as my body reveals what it can be,
when you look or touch
or whenever you make love to me.
Softly sinking in
finding silent whisperings
moving over everything
while moving over you.
All suspended inside
as the figures dissolve outside
softness gliding between
limbs and hair touching skin.
Feeling ancient beginnings
sweeping and starting all over
when skin expanding your
gentle touch and feeling.
But breath interferes
and bursts into place
where silence is you take
in the air to an unmasked face.
