Fathom A Chance

image-post mask Fathom this —
you and I locked in a kiss
separated by an embrace
that resembles the taste
of bliss.

Fathom yourself on the phone
or silk-robed at home;
caressed by poetic prisms
flowing over oral rhythms
and touch tones.

Fathom a chance
of us in a dance.
Watch as we glide forever.
Side by side we stride together
and redefine romance.

Fathom a chance
of us in a dance.


Pictured: Dave and Gabby Benson


Printing is coming soon. I'm working on a reasonable format. Stay tuned.