#1926 - often touch

 

1926

6.100

10.iv.25

often touch

 

tangled on shoulder by kiss

snuggle in cuddle up

 

we are thousands of years before ourselves

imagining to this

concomitant of lust

 

who knows what monsters just beyond

wall we are

 

we are here now

in reach

and often touch

 

will they have called love

before words, after?

 

see itch and ache off on adventure

 

we are thousands of years to come

 

who knows what’s in the blood by then?

what implants

how much we know

how we’ll survive

how long can longing last

 

we’re all night travelling heads beside

 

in one another’s

on this pillow where we fly

 

who knows what we’re escaping from

but that by these such means before

 

go everywhere we’ve been

 

and what we are, passed down

and on

 

who knows

how often touch

and thus

there are no forevers

there’s just this moment now