Bodymusic

From the contrast

of no touch

and used to it

to the recognition

of all that was missing

registration opens

oceans of deep letting

in as your body presses

the length of mine

hands gliding skin smoothing

rounding rolling muscles

tugging articulations

elbows shoulders hips sinking

into bony hollows

soul doorways to the big

exhale sometimes sighing

moaning breathing into it

no, not sexual yet

sensual all sensual

all senses on

listening in

the tactile kinesthetic world

eyes closed to go

further no more thinking

the world is somewhere

who cares when goose bumps are

rising behind the gentle

glissade of tuned tips hitting

all the right notes

bodymusic entrained

relaxed rhythm

as primal as oceans

and evolutions

of the sun this feeling

of being held and brought home

to these bones safe

and familiar

old new friend

timeless for right now.