Reflections

[Honeylioness]

REFLECTIONS


Does he love me?
                Do I love him?

We engage in
                the dance
the patterns precise and predetermined
moving now to some inner
urging, some primal rhythm,
unspoken, unspeakable.


Touching,
    Parting
        Glancing
            Sensing
the lodestone of desire pulsing
now between us, now within us …

As the sun eclipsed by the moon, we meet
engulfed in attraction
            connecting, combining,

Resolution!
            … what’s this?

Who is he?
            Who is she?
                        Do we love?



~ Rebecca Dawson