Prologue: A Poem

We read the page

Of each other’s faces.

A study in words

That no dictionary can define.

 

New eyes

Deep and piercing

Locked in a gaze

That is as much question as answer.

 

I turn the page

And you write

A query on my body.

Soft and probing

Lips, chests, fingertips,

And more.

 

The words blur

As we got lost in this new book

Of intonation, touch

And musical voice.

 

And for a while forget

We are reading.

2 comments

  1. Nice one Laurie Evokes a lot Simple, direct Deep as you want to take it Thanks for sharing

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