Saturday, August 12, 2006

a game of two

This graceful lust
of our affair
has maneuvers
that only bliss can make.

Until we open in the middle
of the universe
we play a game
a courtship
between a shadow and its light.

You flood me with longing
until I can move and speak
like a real person

but I always know
where You are
and where I am not.

Our game
is for lovers.
Saints and the heartless
need not apply.