Merging Clouds
I enter you as a cloud of unknowing.
Mystery slips through willing flesh,
a single pulse of amazement
beats the one heart.
You will never be mine
for we are now beyond
being kept,
we are the thoughtless thought,
the mindless mind, that which surfaces,
from beneath the thin skin of existence.
We unknowing clouds,
far beyond any maladroit understanding
of sex.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2024
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