Belly to belly you breathe your life into me.
I am the moon in your arms, luminous, radiant orb
whose spark fills your eyes with such brilliance
that I turn away, but you urge, “Look at me...”
I am compelled by the liquid sound of your voice
to seek edges of wildness in that radiant glow.
Our bodies mingle in constant prayer, you give me
the offering of your deepest love, a thousand suns.
I gloriously spill forth my light and you hold fast,
fused to the moon while shooting stars fire by.