Glimpse

Rumpled sheets and body heat,
smooth skin and silk.
Fulfillment in flesh and flame,
within you.
White-hot need,
within me.
I am drunk with desire, desperate with it.
Hand down your spine, grip in my hair.
Contact, lips locked in a twisted smile.
Yours.
Mine.
Possession and surrender in a blurred union.
Do you feel the resonance, the harmony?
Our heartbeats as one, our fires as one,
our lust,
our desires,
as one.
One.
Whole.
Pressure and power and in that white-hot moment,
something more, greater than the sum
of us,
the parts.
Bliss, in that glimpse.
Come.
We have walked in the shadow too long,
Let our bodies lead us to the light,
Our union guiding the way,
to the moment when we will be strangers no more,
walking the path to the glimpse,
as one.
Fulfillment in flesh and flame,
White-hot need,
Locked lips and passionate hearts,
and bliss, in the glimpse.
Our bodies guiding the way.
There is nothing to fear.

For I am you, and we are not afraid.