Down
some moonlight
drifting on a stream of honey
into your life upon sweet golden wings
a kiss of slow awakening glows on a perfect night
turning bright as the sun becomes small and your heart
illuminates the sky open now all boundaries smeared away
no space that takes no room at all only crying to know
itself in knotted splendor crawling upon knees
of praise so pure that heartbeats stop
because there is no time between
these lips praising their own
existence into being
by their divine
devotion
calling
out to each
other they become
one with what is only just
one way of knowing completely
as some curvature emerges into view
and blushing sighs begin to know a finer day
turning into night twisting into ecstasy
spreading wider or clamping tighter
at the sound of cascades that
begin to emerge sweetly
into broad waves
beating hearts
wanting to
know
themselves
again and again
ever more fully and deep
as they become more one each time
they fold into a sweeter trance
more together less apart
more and less
becoming
as one
ever
is
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Watercolor: Steve Hanks
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