intimate

to know you wholly:
every ridge, pinnacle, valley — 
heart, soul, and body holy

to know me giving you all:
every part anointed with a promise
(not mine alone, but God)
pressing away ghosts that took, betrayed, cheapened — 
no longer theirs to keep,
now longer love ours to weep

joy: let me give you mine, show you real
moments, days, years, courage (choice);
trust me with yours, teach me your
tenderness as our strength united,
wherein a touch of peace resides
all-giving, receiving, consuming passion
hushed in that sacred place where [blemish] is
caressed as soft beauty.

it is only us — infinite well something
greater, near completeness.

my heart kissing yours,
ours speaking what cannot be said
close and know i am yours — 
not leaving here let me show you
with souls embraced, championing dreams
head to head, hands, chests, hips, feet
(each and every part together)
the rhythm of our time sweet
in mysterious pleasure
that calls life to keep seeking, learning, knowing,
tension ceasing, vigor renewing
that by breathing, standing, going
we keep each other believing
that love is real and victory certain;
holding healing, no curtain — God
with us, this gift thus
heralding vulnerable euphoric truth.

only the truth is no phantoms withdraw,
no wounds yet fully mend;
there is just a widening distance from hope,
and scars to attend alone.

for now.