Dancing down your avenue...

Little Humming

Little humming wavers down

to furnish with breath;

sparkle in flecks...

creamy faces hold kiss,

longing to deliver...

they are not in exchange

although they may give

and receive;

love for love.

And longing, needs

are held met.

Thirst, quench

in cycle.

They are ebb and flow,

simply desire to share and allow;

an infinite yearning of the soul.