As the cold settles in the mind and soul stir
Striving for warmth, vorfreude the moment of exchange
The trade of knowledge and passion
All that one is, was, and will be
Asked in a simple question
Not public but private and simple
When one dances thru the mind
Brining smiles and raison d’être
It comes a time that the question must be asked
So the soul knows
Knows where it can call home and rest
Gather its warmth and confess
Two bodies pulled together in that moment
Nothing but the definitive remaining
The desire, need, and universal demand
The question to be asked and answered
Slowly the windows to the soul close in anticipation
As the their faces come so close
The warmth of their breath trickles across each other’s checks and lips
The nerves causing the muscles to contract and loosen so many times
As the bodies know not what the answer is until the question is asked
Last minute unknown preparations from each
One nervously wets their lips, the other holds their breath
In one defining moment the question is asked
Their lips touch
What is the answer of the first kiss?
Are their lives now bound by passion?
Is it a simple soft release?
Are they rocketed into another reality in which they lose track?
Their physical selves passionately kissing
While their souls enter twine and mingle
Are they left with their hair standing on ends
Every sensor feed heightened and their minds infused, etched with the memory
Or was the answer something else?
Oh how the first kiss is the question that sets the binding
The stories for which many lives are told
The stories from which many books are never written as well
It’s all about the questions
Do you have the strength to follow your heart and soul down that rabbit hole?
All the stories that have been told
To be told
That have not fished
Those tombs on the shelf that have finished
Oh that library of life
How many of those started with that question?
I lay here and think about that question.
The stories of my life
The strong ones
The sad ones
The tragic ones
So many stories
Maybe I have lived my life
Maybe it is all that simple
Or maybe I just need to be asked
Given again that stoking and burning in my soul
PS: Anyone who knows me in R/L knows I have a very interesting taste in music. My mood tonight is stirred from being exhausted, very very cold tonight, and listening to one of my favorite time periods of music. So I include this for your listening pleasure as I am nowhere as talented as the many artists and passionate souls before me.
[embedplusvideo height=”400″ width=”400″ editlink=”http://bit.ly/1duR6E5″ standard=”http://www.youtube.com/v/B4KN6TFhy2I?fs=1″ vars=”ytid=B4KN6TFhy2I&width=400&height=400&start=&stop=&rs=w&hd=0&autoplay=0&react=1&chapters=¬es=” id=”ep4482″ /]Static Magick
aka Soulbound Heart