Hard to explain
something that is rarely seen
Brave souls try to feel it
and die young
Many walks have been taken
in this direction...
I stopped before the hell
Scars from many journey's before
glisten in the light of day, raw, subtle
The tears in my eyes, the gentle kisses
that taste of all things divine, the lingering
slow touch...the inhale of your earthly core.
All these things became the hell of all avoidance.
Here's to the barren fields of your own untouchable place.
May you linger there long enough to set us all free~