In mutual surrender
Their souls merged,
Sliding like shadows
Without resistance.
Two into one,
Familiar as self,
Move together
In lasting communion.
Mirrored pools of darkness
In co-joined oblivion,
Face to face, black to black,
Fuse – flash like lightning.
Afterward, in still quietitude,
Tendrils of dreams curl
Like smoke around them.
Separate, but no longer alone.
December 2004
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ammmmmmazing pictograph! fine words used! of course 10+