We Meditated On Our Kiss

I dreamt last night
that we meditated on a kiss.

Minutes
spent as we leaned toward each other
skin to skin.
Arms surrounding like fire.

Hours
passed while lips felt the fabric of other
warmth.
Breathing, we filled the lungs of one another.

Tingled days
of starbursts we spent as our embrace shocked us
from neck to loins.
Bodies alive with a desire almost torturous.

Weeks
floating as we pulled apart in that one, long, magical moment
eyes locked.

A month
A mystic kiss that lasted
a whole month.

I dreamt last night
that we meditated on a kiss.

The truth, sadly, is much faster.

Seconds
Lips brushing in an open doorway.

Moments
A quick peck in the car.

The truth, sadly, is much faster.

But I dreamt last night
that we meditated on our kiss.

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