it is
the small
of your
back
as my
leg
moves
across
it in
the
morning"s
first blessing
of light,

that excites
you moist.

the drape
of your
neck
as my
lips
move
in ecstasy
all
around
it.

as my
voice
whispers
everything
into your
ears.

the emptying
of souls
to one
another.

this vessel
dance
of you
and I.

that we
can never
partner
with anyone
else.

these
moments
in our
day.

that assure
us both
that we
would
never
need
to.

or want
to find
heaven's
golden
gates
alone...