I.

The flow of your form
finds me feeling empty
and fills me unexpectedly,
illuminating my being
with the mysterious light
whose fire we held together
in life before life.

And, though I fast become
desire's flame distilling
into white hot, purest thought, 
I am electrified blue
at being known full by you
without necessity of
skin on skin.

Hand over heart, at one,
mindful of my soul and how
essence of you gravitates
effortlessly to me, you
float in the vicinity,
move in and out of me,
begin and end.

We could not achieve such
perfect union in some earthly
rendezvous. We could not touch
or stir the stars and bid them
shine their glory through us
as they do when your spirit 
dances close with mine.

The flow of your form
finds me feeling empty
and fills me unexpectedly,
and I am again overwhelmed
by a love larger than life.
We are in synch, out of time,
freed in a deep heart rhyme.