The pull was strong.
I was suspended in a state of erotic harmony
Morsels of communion shared between two spirits
Re-acting a fusion too familiar to be new, we knew
That something was in the offing
Something was being birthed
Between the two of us truths are exchanged
When lips cease to part.
A silent knowing
an inferno that burns cold.
We just met
this is just a thought
What are dreams
but thoughts with closed eyes?
I want to see you.