A Dream Of The Flesh Poem by RIC BASTASA

we are in the river
naked
our bodies meet
like
one body
missing
another body
and the river
becomes
one warm
water
trickling down
our two bodies

body to body
flesh to flesh
hands
to hands and
arms entwine
like some
chains of
daisies
to our necks

this oneness
that we
finally make

eyes to eyes
closing
and lips to lips
searching
tongues

we dare
search
our souls
if they
are there
too
in this
fusion

for the
meantime
we have no time
to ask

the river
has no name
even