Simple Pleasure
fingers touching
telepathically
I'm touching you as
you're touching me
through the aether
and the in between
we are in touch
we share the same dream
we're In a meadow
with butterflies and bees
it's a warm sunny day
where yesterday flees
time's an illusion
there's no more tick tock
breathing is our only
key to unlock
the simple pleasure
of being here as one
consciousness conscious
of what has begun
now we are touching
telepathically
me touching you
and you touching me...
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