SOULkiss

SOULkiss
 -Copyright 2003


in the produce aisle of the local grocery store,
jam-packed with holiday shoppers
she was
reaching for the last bag of oranges,
as he reached for the same citrus-filled bag.

Hands touched in a moment, bashful.
when their eyes met, he traveled, floating, back to
the beginning of time where he first met her.

In his split-second daydream:

A sensual soulkiss found
his mouth melting her like hot sugar,
the scent of her being, familiar feeling,
because, somewhere inside, he knew her already.

He recognized the landscape of her soul, as it matched his own.

Could it be that spirits know their mate
before beings know face?
Sneaking suspicion of recognition;
another space, when time binds hearts
and hands reach endlessly for each other.

Gazing in his eyes inside the crowded grocery store,
She thinks he reminds her of someone she met
a long time ago.
Or was it a dream?
She tastes sugar and smells oranges...

In the produce aisle of the local grocery store...
in meeting her, he has met his other half.
They share the bag of oranges,
and the sweet bliss of the soulkiss.