Poem: TOUCHÉ

In my every cell I find you

Feel you surging through my blood

Throw myself into the wild liquid of your love

Lost now in our after glow of morning

I find memories of who we were

Like wild flowers woven into the golden of your hair

Transformation creates this magic, being in the bliss.

Who care’s its the moment captured,

Our first ever loving kiss.

Four wings in silver shining

We are angels brilliant bright

Heavens calling us to table each and every night.

Yours, mine and all who seeking

Fly with us, hand in hand.

This day now draws to slumber

The morning bright your band.

Brings gold, brings stars, brings light and more

The waves they crash and cry and roar

The liquid sea, the love, the moment, me you and it all.

We gently touch caressing call

Touché Cherie

Liam 😘