One Single Impression: Skin

So often words fail
To close the gap,
Fail to name
The truth of love.

Then must our skin
Speak for us
Until there is

No space, no silence
Nothing between
Your pulse and mine
But skin
Hand to hand,
Heart to heart,
Cheek to cheek
All pulse and breath
That is life
That becomes a dance,
Your life and mine, one life
One gesture that begs
All language to blow out the lights
And be gone;

All will be well.

One Single Impression