DESTINY

In my dreams
I hold
what is mine
I touch, I caress
Softly my fingertips run
over your white supple body
quivers as it does
to the touch
Adoration...
I knoe you so well
all of you
that
when we meet
a Turning Point
the World begins anew
Time will have a new mark
from which to measure
the coming together
of Heaven and Earth