MEETING
                               
From the creamy white surface of the paper
looking at me with unblinking eyes
is a soft and soothing face.

The face shy and bent forward
at the first glance is popping out
like the sky emerging from the clouds.

Her eyes are slowly being raised
lips drawn in letters,
the breasts portrayed in words
a wealthy appearance
is drawing me to it.

I read it
swallow it to taste,
sip it to get intoxicated
and touch it to feel.

That's when
carved is a moment of eloquence
wrought is a moment of love
and a moment of blissful union.