We are each a second of existence,
Living, feeling  then death.

We are each a moment in breath,
exhaling beyond our lifetime.

We are each a footstep in time,
and sometimes they remain.

Collect your memories
          and realize
that were but a grain in the time
of a universe
                     of awe and inspiration.

proceed

can one
of flesh and blood
of need and hunger of
survival instincts innocent
Be holy
one with any god
or true
to any love

I taste the
retinue the pink the red
of a heart true

feel scent absorb
condense

into her

I felt the cries as hunger comes

lion calls
innateness

inimitably unquestionable
impressions of my ancestors with

warmth taken
off a soft lip
a bare breast tip
standing

out the limbs
of an old oak
in a forest in December bare limbed
naked
calling

features worn into man’s
everyness
there
in the womb even
born into
sovereign  minds
inculcated into
common consciousness
swollen into
***** timelessness

If I could
pinpoint the
exact moment
your breath
touched mine
washed me over
in ocean waves
sea creatures glowing
in delightful recognition
as the seedlings
of connection
shimmied into our being
and, dancing within me
in its own lifeforce
your mind a living,
breathing animal
your heart, purring
and whirring its sacred forces
into my molecular structures
your soul throbbing
in mitochondric pulsing
(oh what
a delicious vibration
of ribosomes)
Between us, we hold
the true treasures
close, in frothy
                       tenderness
a purity of the expanse
of our universe,
swathed in prismatic color
colors that shift,
these fresh hues
for which there are no name
they are lucid and fine-woven
as silk histories
yet deep as earthcore
your eyes, voice
are forever burned
into my own
every day scriptures
that rock my shattered parts
into wholeness
and,
like ancient magic,
I conjure forth
the holy gospel
rising from our bones
every second of
every minute
as our deepest fires
our most secret filth
our murky corners
our darkest hours
we weave into light
brilliant and lustrous
multi-layered in the richest
folds of the earth
and as you place me
upon the shores
of your garland-graced
                              throne
Now I'm alive in a new
kind of light
and
all I can do
is love
        and love
and love