in   the   act

of becoming

one

we two

braid  our  three

heart strings

our

minds our

bodies  our  words

into cords

resonant

with longing

thick with unspoken

desire  for

mornings

e  merging

from  a  place

beyond our

flat

screen radiant

mine  of  shadows

coal faces

white

from dreaming

up  steep  underwater

escarpments of

delight

or  escape