This poem is a re-post from a happier time, a time when my illusion of love and trust was still in tact….
Come my love and take my hand, lead me
Through the simmering summer heat
To the dark softness of the
Ferns erupt from the
Moss covered earth
And the fragrance of dark soil
Pervades and surrounds my senses
As you surround my heart.
Take me through the woods
Through time and space
to a softer place.
A place to share love, trust and life.
Lay me down among the arms of the stream
Where it welcomes our heated bodies
With its cool, smooth water.
Lie with me and kiss the water from my eyes
As it runs in rivulets over my shoulders and across my body.
Your hands are warm on my body
In contrast to my water-cooled skin.
As we become one from two we
Blend into the flow of the stream
As inseparable as the individual drops
Are from the ripples our bodies make in the water.
Our union of joy becomes as integral a part of nature as the blue sky above
And the gold speckled stream bed beneath us.
The nakedness of our bodies becomes
The nakedness of our souls, nothing hidden, nothing false.
Our hands stay linked together as our passion
Warms the air around us.
Steam rises from our skin as the sun’s rays
Dry our water sprinkled bodies.
The contrast of light and dark plays out between us
And mimics the light of the sky and dark of the shaded forest around us.
Both are beautiful in their simplicity and
Are the complement of one another.
Our passion is unending and all-inclusive
Perfect in its symmetry and balance.
Man and woman, two sides of the same equation
A world in balance – perfect.