12.6.12


Nose to nose we stand
Absorbed in each other
Fully submerged in time
The celebrants of the instant at hand
That indescribable moment
Where words cannot begin justify the truth
That instant too perfect for words
That defining moment
Where words cannot veil the vulnerability
Lust made flesh behind the loud silence
Eyes wandering the space, too fearful to be uncovered for what they are
Chance waiting to be seized