A Kiss

A pale wave awakens the Soul
That gathers itself
For a journey to the place
It knows and lives.
A cool breath of lust
Motions the soul forth
And it flows along
A hollow path
Well tread, past cool waters
It reaches the place
Where touch is forever.
The light brings the vision
Of another waking sole
Perched on a branch
It flitters down like a breaking flake
And rests with the Soul.
As the light subsumes Both
A myriad of colours merge to create meaning;
And the Soul breathes