Desire and Boundaries

 
 
 

Erupting sensations exist

in the spaces between you and me.

There’s an impulse to move toward the yearning

The idea of your touch seems so far away

and yet you're here,

eyes gazing,

your fingers about to touch me.

So slow is time

in this

moment

if I will it

and I do

our movement

my skin anticipates.

Leaning in

I sense

a space worthy

of attention.

I pause.

Here

lives a preciousness

not to be ignored.

I surrender

coming alive

to the not knowing

but to the learning.

Your fingers

still

so

close.

My breath

filled

with

precious

knowings

about what may.

We linger

and

lie

more deeply

into this presence.

I sigh

fulfilled

with

a

nourishment

I did not know

existed.

Time stood still.

Your fingers

never

touch

me

and yet

I

am

more-here-more-now with you.


 

Desire and boundaries, co-explored, can enliven us more than we realize.

Generative in nature.

Portals to intimacy.

Desires, not always need to complete or compete.

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