SOULS INTERLOCKED

I stare at my face in the mirror,
but I see her face in mind.

I don't need her lips against my lips,
but I need her cheeks against my cheeks.

I need to be able to run my finger across the tip of her nose
and to put my arms around her and draw her close.

I love her.

If you thought that the pleasures in
the gasps of an orgasm were something,
then you should see the gasps of pleasure
of souls interlocked, in love.
Copyright ©2005 Ashi Shadow
Written 5/26/05, after going hiking with Katie. I later made a "you" version but it was not as good (I think).