I can taste it,
like a deep Cabernet
rounded in my mouth
like the words that circulate,
flirting some sense of destiny
between curled lips.

like the softness of skin
against skin
I can feel it.

there was a fall,
walking along blindly and then
suddenly
dropped into some warm space
of the universe
caught between deep contact of our eyes
and the pounding of the blood
I swear I could hear it in my head.

heart beating out of its cage
Protected, once
Freed, abruptly
A sparrow fluttering between
the horizon and what was
before
the barrier it had set for itself

It hopes,
this time is different.