We are locked in an enveloping, heart beating out of tune embrace
The calm and peace that emanates from the contact of our bodies
Are surreal and eternal.....never ending
And wrong!
But, who decides?
When wrong feels like a rare gift of nature
A gift that we do not hurry to unwrap
To face the raw and awful truth
The real, real
Your destiny may not be intertwined with mine
It is for us but a fleeting moment of time
The universe toys with us
Gives us the gift of home in our embrace
Such peace and belonging
Together, so real
But secretly mocks us for our folly
For we must each go our separate ways
When finally we rip ourselves apart from this embrace
Wonderful fulfilling embrace
Is this what they color love?
The feeling of home in someone's protective arms
Come back!, Don't go.
But you must.
You return to me.
Embrace me.
Then purposefully you stride away
Not looking back
Because if you do
You may stay.
That 'ole' devil
Teasing, toying
Joining us together
Ripping us asunder.
We dance the dance
Sing the tune
And remember the melody
Waiting for the lead
Into our tomorrow
And home.
Home is in the enveloping embraces of the ones who
Make you feel alive and loved
May it be fleeting or long lasting
Enjoy the ecstasy.
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