Your presence moves me
Inside and out
Till I am all wind, all flight
Curling and wafting with each breath
Kindling with internal light
This, this must hold the essence
Of what I am to bring forth
What I am to move in the world
I turn again, skin on skin
What brightness! Power coiled within
A rushing wordlessness, a silence
That cries a mantra to itself
This! This is what I came for
Here, here is where I am
The endless softness
Reunion of our lips
A different being, long preceding us
Moves within us, teaching us with touch
Its ancient mysteries
In each exchange, so much.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 2, 2011
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