TITLE AT THE END
Just like any other story
It began long before we ever met
With the magnetic force of dreams wrapped in wishes
Bringing you fully in the present
And amazingly alive in the flesh
From unknown furtive glances to slow, barely visible steps in each other’s direction
Mixing shy talk with bold conversation
For despite appearances
This is not a stranger I’m meeting
But a connection centuries in the making
Intoxicating, pulsating, and oh so exhilarating
Because our minds and spirits are swirling, melding, and whirling
As our bodies surely must
No, not just lust, though an intricate part
It is our hearts that are at full throttle
Learning more about electric currents by just an accidental brush of your hand
Than in any science lecture hall
Individually assessing and mentally caressing our future goals
As our story slowly unfolds
Yielding brilliantly orgasmic intelligent banter
Drawing us ever closer in uproarious laughter
For we’ve both jumped off this lover’s high dive
So certain the landing will be in a pool of mutual trust and respect
Yes, we are both masters enslaving each other as we stand together
Under waterfalls of physical delight
Achieving telepathic proportions of communication
For only you can effortlessly scale my defensive summit
And only I can bring you to the pinnacle of your true self
Each of us taking comfort in the knowledge that we are whole on our own
But still recognizing the greater potential of merging our entities into a single universe
Yet, for now I’ll wake up; stand up
And find the courage to cast off the instances of mistaken identities
For as surely as I am here
I know that you are there, like me, somewhere
Patiently waiting for each other’s slam dunk audition
Giving way to the sun rising of the curtain
On the dawn of our eternal production
Simply titled:
“Homecoming”