Seeking Entrance

Intimate
each moment
of this joy, so rarely iterated

Sensual
this touch of flesh on flesh
as feeling streams into reality

Meaningful
each moment that we love
beyond an estimate or measure

and thunder echoes in the skies
a rage divine
for every moment wasted

when the purpose of our being
is to love completely
with heart and mind and with this flesh

in soul's unquenchable desire
to intermesh with all that is
and still the fire burns

but how can we open to just one alone
when all that would be known
seeks entrance too . . . ?

and rain descends
cool moisture that descends
into the heat . . .

?Michaelette?

7/2/2000
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