No touch of hands
Or brush
Of lips on lips
No stroke of face
Or grind
Of hips on hips
Just love…
And wires
But fingers dance
Over keys
Each jab a kiss
Sent through static
Under seas
Through earth and mist
Promised futures
And vows
Made with intent
To be together
In truth
Before life’s spent
Sleep comes unbidden
turn off
Portals of desire
To slumber and dream
Of just love…
no wire.
© K. J. Lander 2009