Tautochronous Moments

A bedtime scaphism
not deserting
but like dessert
and passionate heat
not from the sun
and honey sweat
            like nectar
                                    our bodies craving
                                                   execution
                                               like finishing
                                          perfect endings
                                              controlled by
                                                    our touch
                                                    our heats
                                                   our mercy
your eyes into mine
mine into yours
we capture a
tautochronous moment
lasting as long as we desire
many times over
we just breathe
everything into
each other
                               breathing like feeling
                               feeling like breathing
                                 taking in everything
                                 inhaling each other
                                                         like air
                                                       like fire
                                                  like desire
                                               like passion
                                                   like heart                                                  
                                                   and SOUL
we die alive together
done
executed
finished knowing
we can die
again and again
in each others' arms
in the throes of
tautochronous moments

 

© 2010 Lyndsey Warren