An Opened Moment

This opened moment viewed together through the mirrored glass; Reflections of tomorrows past with all the deigned and feigned And foreign feelings felt. This moment deep into the next will melt. Deep enough to fill the reservoirs of all eternity’s yesterdays. Heart to heart and soul to soul pressed together in a binding, bundling way. As stars collide, the air will whisper across the words of all that we could say. My dear, my sweet beloved, gather close unto your heart the far flung feelings Of the universe. For you are like the sun and all it does provide. An amber droplet born, the crimson life of color torn, from pages yet unwritten; With touch that marks the night with lightning fiery hot. There you are, and there, and there, for wherefore are you not? The edge of lining, all my reason, birth of life and cradle rocked. Given to release and given to self-sacrifice and given to relief And given to the well from which all springs, Heart to heart and soul to soul the endless song life sings. Your breath from some joint reservoir unites with air expelled And there is never time enough or words enough or reach enough To so embrace this starry starry world. There is no time or distance Between the watcher and the watched. They are the same. We are the same. This moment opened as a gift bestowed. Unfolding you and I and all that may begin. The opened moment beckons sweetly Come in, my love, Come in.