~ I love... ~ you kiss, you caress.... fingertips, fingernails brush against eyelashes my warm palms so creased with youth meaty with wisdom cradle your lovelorn head my touch graces your blissful thoughts your gaze meets my soul when you open your eyes, our eyes, my eyes borne into you, all of you, I admire... In this moment I grow in you to adore In the same moment, that with you, I breathe... Amazing grace of thoughts none spoken but your name, the symbol of you I gasp, swoon, at the whispers of your breath... I sway in your arms as a blade of grass in the morning your lips caress my cheek, soft baby hairs that frame my face, kind earlobe of piercings of youth, childhood I grasp you as I breathe to live to hold you to be so hypnotized in your divinity My lips frantically peck at your cheekbone at whatever they can savor of the kind face skin of you. So beautiful as your palms glide across my dear shoulders and your arms embrace me through & thru My lungs sob as I am enraptured by this marriage of our beings (C) 1998 Katrina Kidwell Johnson Buddha - Saturday, October 3, 1998 @ 6 AM