Full blood moon.
You are a gift from the moon:
You are divine seed sent.
My Buddha, my Christ
the lone wolf the essence, not
Touch me and the heartbeat thuds my blood to the ground.
Hold me and waterfalls tumble from my brow.
Into your embrace my spine collapses
and your exhales whisper around the soft nape of my neck:
“Surrender, Vulnerable, Trust”
The beauty of their touch I have not known.
I have never known skin to be so divine
I have not known eyes to fire dance.
When you walk with me I step into New Love
I am ready for New Love you foreshadow for me.
The pulp of my heart chakra awakened
with a new buoyancy, take me with you in your travels
and hold my palms illuminated in symbiosis
from twilight to a budding morning.
This is just some way to describe
heart and third eye aligned.