quiet place
in space
a slip away from there
to stumble
from here
we chanced
danced
your words flowing over me in
marvelling disbelief

the phantom touch
haunting sweetness
breath sliding nearer
to this boundless desire
resonating through waking dreams
your voice
flowing in time to remain ringing
gazing upon you blindly
and sinking
Back To The Scratch Pad
..in antici...................
Feb 20, 04