Love's Bloom

The air retreats the moment a heart thrums the first beats of true love’s dance.

A wicked longing strung out upon the gentle pulse of cupid’s lance.

And frozen now, two lover’s limbs in anticipation of the divine

Of seeking lips and firming flesh unbound and intertwined.

The soothing balm of belonging and loneliness undone.

Blind beauty first beheld in the rising of love’s sun.

And all of this suspended in a moment in that air.

The warmth of lust, the birth of trust, the raving beast called care.

A vision trapped and held upon the brutal cross of truth,

When breath and life collide and burst to empty out some room.

To hold you here. Inside the space created in love’s bloom.