It’s easier than breathing,
It’s more than a feeling it’s a knowing,
As subtle as the lub-dub lud-dub of life continuous,
Variable in speed and intensity but constant,
It’s goes far beyond the physical
And leagues ahead of the sexual
It walks hand in hand with intimate
But it’s intimate…you know?
It’s like that crisp not quite sweet of sorrel wine just the right chill
Or cognac with butter rum cheesecake
It’s intensely beautiful and it’s comfort,
It’s worth killing for
Worth dying for
Worth Killing for…
it’s a sin to give it names
and only a fool would betray it
but it’s a rip tide taking with it your everything when it gets you
and when it gets you, you’ve been got
mind, body and soul
don’t fight it
even though we try..don’t we?
Even as it crawls inside your soul and makes itself a part
It’s the hand of god or proof that he’s there
Cause he gave it to us
That’s why I did it
Cause I found it in him.


About Michelle Toussaint

Michelle Toussaint is an Antiguan who has amassed an Associate Degree in Science Education as well as a Diploma in Forensic Science. As such, she Teaches Science in the classroom as well as at home, where she co-leads The Tribe. A merry band comprising her Husband-The Chief, herself-The Priestess, and her three precocious children- the tribesmen. When she isn’t mothering, teaching, being a fangirl or feeding her chocolate addiction. She writes two blogs. Random_Michelle and Death By Expectations. View all posts by Michelle Toussaint

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