By B.K.
Date: 29 December 2000
Audiovision
I jump into focus
the moment your voice
resonates in my mind eye.
Every muscle relaxes as
I glide into the sounds of you.
Sighs are audible,
moans softly whisper that
we miss, we love, and we need
one another so much more.
Words weaving silken rapture
transcend to a state of blissful
content that is ours alone or apart.
Every detail encapsulated
to pull out of darkness into light,
until ecstasy is ours again.
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