Becoming One

BECOMING ONE

The warmth of him in the stillness
My flesh against his, my head resting on his chest
Cloud filtered moonlight dimly lighting the room
Drizzling drops of rain
Continually tapping against our window
A perfect accompaniment to the beating of my lover`s heart.
My lullaby, my solace of calm
As I watch the shadows of the rain drops
Dance against his skin
Starting out separate, the merging one into the other
Eventually becoming one
I envy the process
Something so simple, yet powerful in meaning
Two separate entities that become a whole
Almost instantaneously without forethought
I find myself wishing for that ability
To become part of him.
To melt, connect and be absorbed by him
To become part of his soul
Tears fill my eyes at the very thought
Lying beside him is never enough
I ache to be inside him as he is inside me
I wonder if even that, could ever be close enough
That of becoming one.