You
are there
inside me
in the form of
fine, golden fibers,
interwoven,
flowing through
veins like lifeblood,
surging across
synaptic nerves,
a pulsing sun,
center of
my being.

            I feel it
     in the pit of my stomach.

            I know it
     in my gut.

I
am there
inside you
in the shape of
silken, silver strands,
interwoven,
carried by   
conduit of change,
following each
impulse of love,
an exploding star,
center of
your being..

            You feel it
     in the pit of your stomach.

            You know it
     in your gut.