where meeting another is never a first time engagement
where activity is only the dance of the mind-fulls
where breath is the spoken word while silence is hummed
where secrets are always the testament of personal growth
where gain has no profit and blessed is not a reward
where location only has presence and no other sites
where orgasms are a constant reveille of distant accord
where sleep has irresistible slumber and rest is assured
where residents only see into the light and nothing from it
where sound bites, mind chews, sweet taste and swallows
where is where?
where truth has no surface and lies have no soul . . .