Oh, to be soul-kissed br the deep kiss; br mouth brushing past br parted lips. br br I can feel my body br unraveling br anticipation screaming br on Pouty Canvass Crimson. br br I can feel the gathering, br we two crouching br uplifting; br Raptures shooting. br br Touch we br the first touch br electric quiverings; br inward breath surging, br dizzying availings, br opened lungs, br toes curling. br br I long for the Soul-Kiss. br I'm born to give br and receive it; br my tongue br it's starting place. br br Hands upon the br Heart's Mast br I and It go Sailing; br Deep Seas and Velvet Harbors, br Journeys through the Musics br where Soul and Heart meet; br flutteringly br settling there br on Kissed Shores br where everything I am br is magnetized br and tingling. br br I'm twirled inside out br in gauzy br dreamless dream br where breaths exchanged br plunge lung-deep br surging forth, br back, and between. br br The Kiss of the Soul br speeds to my Heart standing br handkerchief waving br on Heaving Shore. br br Dizzy; br Weakened Knees, br unable to stand br but, I do br it Againly.