Sway Our Souls

She lay there ruminating over "want". The want of the warmth of the faceless Womxn’s arms wrapped safely ‘round Her waist. This Womxn in dreams felt like home; She lay there wondering what was taking so long to manifest this, humxn? She had been waiting for so long, for many, many moons to know Her near, to inhale Her breath, and hold Her close. She would write with Her beating heart against the hopeful one’s own. Beating heart. The song in Her voice is the Universe, there is soul in Her words, she thought...

"I don't want to wait any longer to dance our music and sway our souls; to bond our hearts and minds and eyes and hands and fingers and legs and lips and necks and arms and cells and breaths and blood together."

By Erika L. Ganier