Parietal functions

A close up of an exposure of palms from Paris (in the spring) 2023.

I loved how he smelled

and every word he chose

with his voice

I heard all he knows

And would not say

So I kissed all his way

holding back my being

showing just what I felt

he could love

and not fear everything

I had never let grow

I felt like a girl

a part of me

who I never got to know

could come to the light

and fall into the dark

where our souls flowed

in the moment I knew

I opened up a window

To a realm beyond earth

where our souls did ignite

and in there was a light

I tasted the truth

that in me is love

and a mother to give

I just want to be held again

and smell his skin

but alone I’ll sleep

in my own hug

just for awhile

for deep down into

the truth of life

is the way finds

a way

to create.