Synchronicity – Poem by Bruce Whealton
Synchronicity
Like magic
a virtual world
of our creation
comes into being,
shared,
experienced
as only two like us
could imagine,
privately.
Your eyes
looking into mine…
you smile
and instantly
I feel it.
When we touch
we will enter into
touch completely…
I’ll come to you
shaking
craving the intoxication
of your lips
and then
calmed by the
synchronicity
of our naked touch
and of movement.
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