I want to be so close

So close that our breathing becomes one breath, like 2 dancers waltzing in triple metre.

1, 2, 3...2, 2, 3...3, 2, 3.

So close that my thoughts sink into your thoughts, your thoughts enlace into mine. A conversation of beautiful minds; the reality of a blissful silence engulfs us and takes us into a realm where no words are ever necessary.

I want to be so close

So close that when our lips touch I taste your emotions. The bitterness of your anger, the sweetness of your love, mmmm the sourness of your wit, licking the corners of my lips your hands rested on my hips thrusting myself forward savouring the flavours, wasting...absolutely nothing!

I want to be so close

So close that you fit inside me so perfectly, like a locked key, our bodies uniformed in a horizontal dance to a rhythm blessed by our elders and birthed from the soil of where our bloodline drips...and yesss those lips; those branded kisses that leaves traces of every intellectual word spoken that have sent me into a frenzy of “damn he’s sexy” and “ooo I want him”.

I crave...

I need...

....to be

So close.

So close that our skins become one complexion, my heart beat syncs with yours & my every breath exhales your name.