That Moment

I choose to stand in the sunlight, while the snow falls around me

I want to feel the warmth of the ocean breeze, even when the earth has grown so cold

The moon stays silent, hidden behind as lovers wait in the dark, a perfect balance we

yearn to know, that constant listener, who, if encouraged holds a safe space

For a woman, who seeks only an internal refuge………. safe, comforting

Sensual, choosing herself she reclaims her own, a sacred erotic, much like a transition

It’s powerful, yet subtle…….the crossing from the physical to the spiritual, a desire that

captures ones attention like a dopamine hit of an emotional connection

Touch is the first sense we develop, and we decide that what we choose to share

The silent moon has explored your internal nurturing

And now I choose mine, towards magnetic energy….your magnetism transformed in my mind

Unshakeable, attractive…………enduring, we move from silence to touch

and back into the sunlight……..cool to warm, in that moment.