Our universe,
so cosmic and sensual
makes me live in delight
and exquisite awareness
Of sounds, the silence of a cloud
for days and days without end,
when my longing is intense.
Of scents, of memories and the present
I am taken, and I breathe
Just to be able to have breath.
Of sights, the simple pleasure
of seeing through my eyes
Knowing you always, even if I go blind.
Of tastes, soft and imprinted
A delicious restlessness
The core of my veins, the very thread.
Of touch, curves and surfaces
All is revealed with an infinite caress
excitement diffuses to every cell
In our realm of the senses
Bared and open, falling
Ever and over and again
I've known more of myself.