Seamless

A poem of composed desperation...

Come sit in the exact place you should,
It was designed for you in my mind.
Breathe in, absorb the echos and vibrations
Whispers of conversations from another time.
Head back, bathed in a sea of sunlight,
The waves will make the clouds abide.

Nerves awaken dormant pleasures,
Flavors once thought could not be found.
Hands together melting into one at the wrist,
Two seamless separate creatures remain unwound.
Ears open, a symphony is playing somewhere,
Seamless, we'll travel with the sound.