Kristina

Swinging like we have no density
you are clear
against the background
of everyone else moving
blur
the lights come and go
but the way your hand and mine touch
in these minuscule minutes
have my heart roaring
to hold you closer

Swinging right and left
to the sound of your
heartbeat
our feet stumping the drums
at the same time
lovemaking to the music
in the nude
without touching

Swinging your body
closer and further from mine
feeling your hand
trust my shoulders
molding this perceived closeness
that only strangers could share

you are looking into me
taking me into the blue field
snowing white petals
pulling me
with your tightly held grip
chasing the heart shaped kite
and I know
I'm almost sure
I'm suppose to give you
this gentle peck
from my lips to yours
the drums increasing in speed
I can feel your heart beat
through your warm finger tips
increasing in sound
and I start to lean...



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