The Enfolding

Deep within this softly moonlit night we awoke to find
Our love’s sweet expression unfolding of its own accord
A touch in gentle sleepiness, a fingertip, a pressing lip
The kindness of our bodies speaking softly in the dark

Our love began so tentative, a smiling eye, a voice soft-spoken
Touching in a way our lives had never quite been met
The quiet grave acceptance of the truth within each other
The meeting of two people, man and woman, for all time

And so in this night our love unfolds, your body is akin to mine
Another half once left behind in generations long ago
To finally meet together in a silent true immersion
The natural culmination of a love we can’t define

And this loving is a drawing close, a tuning in and opening
Until one perfect moment but how can it be expressed?
A receiving, an enfolding, as I cradle you in my arms
Within my heart, within my soul, you are my own true love

And so deep in this softly moonlit night we awoke to find
Our love’s sweet expression unfolding of its own accord
A touch in gentle sleepiness, a fingertip, a pressing lip
The kindness of our bodies speaking softly in the dark