Prayer Of Our Bodies

if you lay down with me,
will we rise up as one?
will the passionate fluid

of our souls wash
against the shores,
our spirits melting

into one blade,
so sharp it glitters
in the new morning sun?

will my life be the bridge,
yours the stepping stones?
will the prayer of our bodies

reach the ears of ecstatic hope?

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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