the moment when we mesh together the way magnets clap together
or spaces between fingers for another person's fingers.
I am afloat in the flame we have made
the touch of you again
and then again
my favourite melody
sing so the words are flowers in your lungs
give me your gold
you are golden to me.
Written: March 2018. Explanation: A simple poem written in my own time - feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.