Thursday, February 3, 2011

The Return

As these guided hands couple,
I raise my heart but lower my head
To ask of You that which You already know.
My eyes gaze at the floor, my lips quiver
In nervousness of making a request.
But my heart leaps,
Soars to the loving openness of a relationship that precedes Time's test.
For while this man's body is of one who has forgotten
This true self is from one that remembers and yearns for union.

Written 27 Nov 2010

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