two of us

she, on one side of the world
he, on the other,

shower of hidden emotions where
rain comes rolling off

a roof and fills an oak ring barrel
water of her soul

he, brushes the surface and drinks
anticipation tasting

her skin
her look

he, picks flowers to smell her scent
she, in light coming through

her bedroom door keyhole, holds his
desires, she

presses them against her breasts
passion opens a shuttered

window that was once closed, once
locked from hurt

they write
they meet

in the middle of the world, drawn in
a moment, held close

where water from skies washes away
time apart, lips touch

eyes like pools of intense depth
measured by colors

his hand caresses 
her hand lusts

they walk into love, the space apart
abandoned, end.

Copyright © 06/03/2013 Ðark Ṝoasted Ƣoetry®


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