Ambling from the emptiness, into a softer sweeter world.
Where you (and I) belong as one,
Where I (and you) can be caressed.
Not ages or the miles take a happiness to overcome,
But only faith and destiny to fill the space between.
So rest a heart or hold a hope; they take you by surprise.
And as breath and hands interwine, we are free.
To be
A new, a lasting love of touch
A palette of senses and senselessness.