lead me
i long to taste the sunset

let kindred psyche
intermingle
as quiet breath
escapes yearning lips

tired lips
longing for a place to rest

dilated senses
coalescing
in essence
listening to moonlight
make silent messes
in tireless expression

and i want to truly taste
what makes you,
you

transcend concrete
sensible
surroundings, dear

humbled in
the arms of your sweet song

moving in closer
stilled

all things lead to this-

you beautiful sound