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.
