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by Stephen Ellams

I keep looking for that point of light
over your left shoulder
to banish the dark night
and guide me
to a tender moment
of complete surrender.

Beyond my primitive desires
vicarious smothering
sensitivity and self-doubt
allowing the divine energy
to perform its miracle.

Conjuring a stable bridge
across the transition zone
a plane where poets are free
to speak the many languages
of the convex human heart.

So, let’s flirt with our eyes and fall
into a coalescent bliss
as slow-burning as the sun
whose kiss commands fidelity
and cherishes eternal love.

Copyright © 2016 by Stephen Ellams

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