Highs and Lows

Taken we are by the waterfall of suspense
Drifting in the wind that coats the intimacy
We know not of the revelations to come
But an evolution it was

Scared thoughts shed their skin
 Sensually dancing on the tongue of silent onomatopeias
Eyes that knew not the wonders before them
In divine amazement , they are washed in pure tears that stack like tiers of bewilderment

Spirits meshed and entwined soar high
Higher than the wind that stretched to swim between the lips of kissing leaves on tall trees

High

Higher than stars that screech supremacy as our stifled thoughts sit on their mute buttons

High

Higher that we've ever known

We blend like honey exhaling on caramel sighs

Oh how I feel ... Low

Low like the breath stuck between the subsoil of muffled moans...lost

Low like the fossils of doubts that dine at the dinner table of extinction when we r close

Low like the charcoal that mints the oil under rivers

Low

Lower than the finger nails of pitch forks that never plough or scratch the backs of soils deep enough

Lower than the point of the axis that penetrates the ocean floor of unspoken word

Lower than the notes on piano keys

We are highs and lows

Playing the high and low notes of ecstasy
 we pen silent stares like poetry
 etch memories like footnotes on the clipboards of our souls

Mating are our hearts birthing highs and lows of passionate kisses
 breaths exchanged become scarlet toned mists

We are highs and lows
Of a love that's blissful and unending...unknown to this world