Love's Medium
Like fish dancing
we frolic in
the sea of love,
our bodies turning
and turning
around an invisible centre
skin touches skin
gently like rose petals touch
your face
as they flutter to the ground
in the breeze
how do we speak
except by gestures
of the heart?
how do we know
except by loving touch.
Sea,infinite sea
trusting the depths
giving ourselves away
with hands reaching
to touch again
then floating
side by side
Our medium is fluid,
no boundaries ,no edges,
washed here and there
we paint our love
into being
our bodies the brush,
our hearts the canvas.
Such sweet impressions we make ,such dancing
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