afterthought

ice
melts

rain
drops

heart
beats

time
stops

always

but you

love me
     when you can

touch:my:soul

touch
my soul with words unrolled off tongues fed by syllabic soliloquies
touch
my mind in patterned sounds of 4 beat rhythm that dance themselves around me
the touch of two will wind itself round bodies like framed wisteria

wrapped in time
we dance on top of raindrops and collect stars from the constellation's nebula
love has no bounds
and like the wind
it moves through my limbs
scattering leaves
left illuminated by the red moon