Touched by your fiery lips
my lips gently turned red,
streaming blood
sang to your heart,
your speaking fingers
on my chest, neck
and shoulder blades
are garrulous.
it's a fire dance
of two molten stars
blurring time limits
making our skin ablaze
like the sun's morning flames.
Your eyes transmit love,
transcendence pure happens:
an urge to fuse and become one.
our hearts that sing has turned gold,
two golden birds at flight
as one, shoot up in to the sky
to explore limits.
I am a haze, you too,
body mind and spirit
aren't different, we are
not two or limited,
this moment ablaze sits
on the lap of eternity.