When my childlike giggles
and our mutual dimples
subside, let our eyes
shift and open the portals
to offer upon ethereal wings
the lift or dive
beyond this world…
Touch me then
with your unspoken,
with that lingering
forever-teetering
in how to express
the flooding emotions,
then let them pour out
and crash into mine,
meeting halfway
as a galactic tide,
then touch me slowly,
touch me tender,
in breaths without whispers,
touch me for a thousand
forevers.
Touch me like a butterfly
to nectar,
touch me like the petals
of two reaching
flowers
at the moment
they finally brush;
touch me as if it were a sin
to rush.
Touch me
without ever looking
from my eyes;
touch me then
with only
your light….

Poem, image, and audio ©LauraDenise