OctPoWriMo - Days 18 and 19

DAY 18 - SENSELESS

We both became senseless
from the sense of each other;
this senseless act
has never made more sense.

With my eyes mirroring yours
and pheromones mingling
as our bodies merge,
we hear each other's breathlessness
and make mouths make
a multitude of tastes.

Our senses sing
to make a single sense;
making us senseless,
if you will.

DAY 19 - TREES

The trees kept our secret
and shared it with us
as we kissed,
their leaves casting
lace-like light
over our surging bodies,
wanting, wishing,
never wavering.

They gave us shade
and rustled as we whispered
in papery harmony.

We unified further
thanks to their care.

Count their rings,
and find us there.