Isolating this instance Carving away the pain that surrounds it Trimming around the edges of desolation I carry this moment in my hands I permitted myself to feel; The warmth of your body The softness of your touch The steady beating of your heart There was simplicity, When you kissed my forehead There was affinity, When you held my face in your hands For a fleeting fragment of time, I burrowed in your illuminated caress...