By Mira
Date: 21 November 2000
Splendortouch
With you,
always with you
the top five layers of my skin melt
exposing nerve, and raw hunger.
I am defenseless,
Willing---
oh make no mistake there,
and yet your hands on me
bring ravening need
push me beyond my flesh
and take me to benediction and bliss.
Passion has a face,
Longing has your name
Somehow i become more than ever I dreamed
when the one of you
and the one of me
expand into the cosmos
touch the universe,
dance with creation
and then drift slowly down
like the flakes of the first night snow
on the perfect winter eve.
In the subtle mirror of your eyes
this fragile flesh
becomes something splendid---
and every question in my heart
is answered by the sweet truth
of your kiss.
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