As the pace quickened it stilled
16 August 2015
Electricity
Common connecting factor
I absorb it in
The games we could play
On threshold of new endings
Lighting with it dark
Fanciful choices
Tickle me now here and there
Tingle everywhere
I speak not you know
Silent communication
Minds in communion
Exquisite torture
Unseen but oh so vivid
Placating presence
In rapture breath failed
Turning twirling to your touch
Each spot of me lit
Castles in Spain built
Upon ceilings in mid-air
Your wing and mine held
We sang of wonders
Danced to the replenished moon
That cast its magic
Conjuring up hope
As the pace quickened it stilled
Gifting us more Time
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