Copyright 2001. CJ Koenig-Stoodley. Unpublished Works.
Hearts Touch
I wonder how I might find you
as heart strings sound
in the dead of night,
hauntingly calling,
wanting to be heard
by their other half,
the duality of life
which makes us eternally whole.
I wonder how I might love you
as hearts touch
under the light
of a dusky, restless moon.
Quicksilver moonbeams caress bodies
entwined so tightly
they are but one body,
one mind,
one soul,
each breathing life for the other.
I wonder how you might look to me
as hearts touch
soaring the skies of elation,
climbing the stairways of ecstasy,
like lovers that look into each other's eyes
holding silent conference
deeply within their souls.
as hearts touch,
beating out the steady rhythm
of dual-life and dual-love,
spiralling toward an,
as yet to be discovered,
unknown.
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