
Flame of the Forest
Strange bodies exchanging breath in the moonlight
Piercing touch of the unknown
Unanticipated but clandestine love
Unrequited but remitted love,
Sighing, colliding one against another
Brushing against the darkness in the search of pleasure lurking in the nameless
Beyond boundaries of familiarity
Resting in the arms of hours, minutes and seconds of time
Trying to find oneself in the blue inked doodles on my palms
In disappearing words, in the soft call for more, in the cries and sobs of the satiating desire,
Merging in your feather like lips kissing mine with love, passion and reverence
Tongues intertwined trying to measure the depths of want
The unexpected jaunt of the unknown like that of the liberated doves
Shackling the silence with kisses until dawn
For the dawn paused the coveting bodies and so long said the lovers of the the night.
