Creation’s Blessed


A lifetime's wait
A nervous knock
And quick hello
A fevered kiss
Two broken souls
She
Kneels to me
A dexterous grasp
With mouth agape
The lightning strikes
Our thunder claps
Our furtive gropes
And clothes to floor
A run to bed
Our skin is one
The room is cool
Our heat's inside
The lightning bolts
Our thunder clashes
The joy in death and life
And love
Creation's blessed

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