My thoughts run in circles around your memory making me dizzy.
Carving deep paths in my brain so you can never be erased.

Your touch, gentle,
your lips warm
coax my shyness away

Holding me tight, you laugh in my hair.
I listen intently, branding myself with your sound.

I am your heartbeat as you are mine. My life, My love.
Old souls, misplaced for an age, newly discovered.
Reaching, nearly touching through time.