He asked, “Am I losing you?”
She said, “There can never be an end
to me and you when I want to be so
exclusively soul intertwined with you
that I will be able to taste your thoughts,
roll them across my tongue like hard candies,
lemon-flavored. I want to carry your words
in the pockets of my soul, keeping them
forever locked away within me. Since I can’t
carry you with me wherever I go, I’ll carry
your words. I want to dance with you,
cheek to cheek, soul to soul. If you promise
to keep me close, I promise to never let go.
And then our twin souls will become one.
One more thing: will you allow me to dip
my toe in your inner being, to truly know
and experience the depth of your soul;
so I’ll be able to know how deep I’ll be going
when we finally become one blazing soul.
Peace & Love,