Monday, April 23, 2012

Becoming Two


Becoming Two



here at the dawn,
feeling maybe foolish, forlorn ?
a slight sense of guilt ?
peeking out from your quilt.
but elated and fresh,
grateful for your tenderness.
we have acted like kids,
lifting up all the lids,
on subjects to garner,
what we'd dream for Nirvana.
laughing at the madness,
of how swiftly we'd undress,
to learn as we go,
and take life in the flow.
forgetting old love sorrow,
as we race into tomorrow.
hoping we can prove true,
that dream of becoming two.