he's touched me deeper than my body,
deeper than my thoughts,
much more than lust or satiation,
more than trust. for like as not,
two rhythms move this heart within me;
one is mine - the other, his.
death and distance notwithstanding
such a thing as 'always' is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now THAT is where we all want to be. A hot piece from a firmly controlled pen.... wonderful. t x