a caress (#1024)

(an instance of Generic Scripted Object made by Marcus)

     You shiver as you see the caress, feel it.

Go to location of this object, a tangle of wild flowers.

After a moment, something begins to happen...
     
      The excellence of a caress
      here and then gone...
      a word strokes time and space,
      fixing itself a moment
      as a tangible thing:
      my breath on your body.
     
      This new form is the most ancient of forms--
      long before epic songs, long
      before tales were told
      we rested by,
      our hands on other's hip,
      and crooned to each other.
     
      So in our words touching on a moment's passing
      our breaths even as an even morning.