D. Poem by Nancy Newhouse

His blue-eyed clarity piercing me blazingly, indelibly,
His lovemaking all-enveloping,
Catapulting me to the ocean of expression
Surrounded by a ring of joyful containment,
Proving the eternity of song-imbued consciousness,
Reigning unaltered within the passion of deep-indigoed space.

A gentle man rides on feathers of air
Of currents so soft they merge with your sighs,
A heart that beats with tender strokes,
And a fearlessness that transcends mockery,
A countenance echoing full-blown corridors of light,
A consciousness resounding with the panoply of night.