A single breath here
billowing out lazily
to meet yours
in the in between;
prelude to a kiss
the breaths meet before our lips
the dance before the kiss
the double breath
now double warm
fresh from our lungs;
meet and swirl
each around the other
as our moist mouths quiver.
But then the slow inhale and these mixed two
are drawn back to their origins
and down lung-ward
they twirl dancing their lung dances.
But before that warm storm
can settle in mouth and lung
warm lips
ignite
an even larger tempest
and now two breaths;
sealed mouth
sealed kiss
make a lungful maelstrom
deep within
and goes to my center
where the explosion there
buckles my knees.
Lonnie Hicks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-swirling-breeze/
