All my thoughts

come back

to my Beloved.

Each wooded trail

of my mind

wends its way

back home to Her.

Every breath

is an inhalation

of Her love -

heady, perfumed,

sweetly aching joy.

My wildly

devoted heart

calls out

Her name,

and my every

cell listens

for Her

intimate reply.

I sing to Her,

whisper words of

soft surrender,

give fragrant

bedside roses,

adorn myself

with lover’s trinkets.

All I am leans

towards Her -

as the trembling

tide turns to

the silver moon,

as hungry

sunflowers lift

their faces

to the radiant sun.

Everything my

eyes behold

pulls me to Her -

She who moves

through all things,

who kisses me

with Her Presence,

who sighs

aching Love

into my

tear-filled heart.

I am hopelessly

in love with Her.

I cry tears at

the sacredness.

I dance barefoot

at the joy,

I yearn to feel

Her nakedness,

My soul and Hers,

mirrored flames -

one everlasting fire.