I wish to kiss your lips
To lick your soul
Caressing your intellect with awareness
Seeing and witnessing the full you
It’s in the baring of the insides
The soft unprotected parts where magic lays
The opening of a flower holds such beauty
The warm of your body nurtures my insides
In the absence of touch
In the space of wordless silence
A cold breeze sets in
Like weeds overrunning a lush garden

(C) Jack Roman