Soft (draft)

I want to stroke,
Your soft face.
That speaks without words-
It’s heart ache.
It’s un-touched past
Lingers in your eyes.
Your hard hands
Soften more.
-The more I surrender-
Giving in.
Going soft.
You creep out to see the sun.
I want to play,
Today- experience the full
-Depths of my body.
This beacon HERE
Now- I’m connecting more
Exploring, dancing – to show.
-Myself.
Speaking, arising- letting go.
Dipping toes,
In joy.
mmm, sweet senses.
Heightening our connections, to the wave-
What wave?
This wave,
Pulsating vibrations.
Games of temptations-
Salvation in explorations.
Curious in creation,
Without anticipation + contemplation.
(Still there, but less
-Forward.)
Playing weighing scales,
Being seen-
Our shinning, sparkling scales.
I want to stroke,
Your soft face.
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