Whim Poem by Alison Mary Dunn

On a whim we did
Outside the limits hid
In transcendental style
If only for a while
We slid between the seems
A wordless understanding
Channelled access to our dreams

Beyond the realm we slipped
With silent steps we skipped
Behind the background noise
With dedicated poise
That tripped our lips to kiss
Bereft of any reason
Here in momentary bliss

Yet who are you?
And who am I?
No history known
No past to tell
Only a kiss might seem familiar
And on repeat I’d know it well.

For every touch I did surrender
And every breath you stole away
With such fondness I remember
When you kissed me on that day.