caress the body
so soft of skin like the ruffling of a cat's fur
see the eyes that see you
deep like an ocean littered with grains of sand
oil slicks covering the surface
taste the mouth in which words flow from
ones that taste of sweet lullabies
and smell of sleep, that which is silky and cool
touch the hair as if it is the waves of grass
so smooth like the field of cattails and babies breath
dive into the self of another
explore the lingering scenes
those which make a heart constrict or expand
they are stars and souls and black holes and entire galaxies
that cannot be tamed nor handled
like the silver of a plate
easily tarnished
a being isn't being
if the being isn't truly
being