Friday, May 22, 2009

The Oath of Spoonship

Besides you,
draped in my arms,
in this morning’s embrace,
I held the awareness
of our flowing architecture--symmetry of the Tao
The yin of you becoming the yang of me
and my yang defining your yin
A dance,
held in suspension,
like the pause between our breath

We woke as two almonds in one husk
without even a membrane between us
The elastic wrappers of our skin were just symbols
A reminder that until we return to this

we carry each other’s touch as a second halo of protection

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