Yes
As the night meets the day
I realize the depth of what is
You cannot say yes
To the intensity
Yes to the kiss
To the bottom of who we are
Your touch rises within
Your laugh lingers in a moment
Yes to echoes
You are mine as I dance
Across the sky of saying so what
So what are the touches not held?
The kisses without restrain
We find our center in a laugh
A longing in the fruit of each day
Beginning and ending in hunger
We are expressed in a dream.
