a soft hand
on a smooth cheek
a light graze
a hand that seeks

to feel the one
beneath the skin
to be at one
with my love, without sin

the salt of your skin
a taste draws me in
I press myself close to you
close from within

we engage in
a perfect kiss
the feel of your lips
a feeling I miss

a resting ear
and a gentle heartbeat
that flutters still
like a bird

to hear the song
that steady beat
to know your soul’s voice
without words.

a deep inhale
from the contours of your neck
a moment of revelry
a feeling not to forget

to breathe you in
a scent so pure
to find the essence
that is my cure

with eyes wide open
we gaze into souls
we search for our heaven
a place that shines gold

we see only our light
watch it burn away our shadows
flourishing, burning bright
a love that is ours — wildfire.