Dare

dare to desire in the dream of the heart, when the heart is warm, the body cool, and all to the touch remains electric and still, moving through the pulses of the wills of each entwined, enveloped inside, by the sight, in passion's gaze, infinite colors, collapse and arise, raising the dream, mesmerized in the scene of two hearts, running, dancing through the waking dream, eyes to the sunrise burning outside, eclipsed by the halos of all that is seen, by light and in the thrill of darkness, abide by the sound of a union unfolding, in the hands, by the heart, where desire soothes, and weights bears down, on the wisdom and the truth, of desire's divinity, joined by two, unfurl, in the senses of scenes born anew