339 Focus [12 September 2000]

Love is all.
The total focus of your senses.
Your eyes see only him
across a crowded room.
Your lips taste only his
pressed deep against each other.
Your skin feels his touch
whenever you are apart.
You smell his essence
hanging in the air.
You hear his voice
calling out your name.
Love encompasses everything,
drowning you in all that is him,
until you never wish
to resurface again.

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Karaoke singer. Love cats and baseball.
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