Lying entrapped in her arms,
Falling into her eyes,
Falling into her mysticism,
What is possible in this communion?
Instant contemplation?
Her doctrine becomes mine,
Tenets and principles,
Unknown,
Become mine,
I absorb her teaching and instruction,
I submit to her whim,
Less fanciful than my own,
Losing myself inside her,
I submit,
To her ever-shifting paradigm,
For her offerings,
Her sweetness that she dismisses,
For that is her,
She seeks someone to discover her beauty,
Which only she knows.