Snail Crossing.... (Part Twelve)

human sexuality...
the bridge from one soul to another,
the holiest of fires,
both darkness and light,
creation and death,
the tenderness the wind mourns for,
the storm that changes the face
of the earth...

holding nothing back,
touch the one you love,
aware of each tiny eternity,
in rhythm with the tides...
only your heart knows...
the lost part of you...
the echo of your spirit,
the hand into which you dissolve...

you are the breath of each other...
and no one else has the right to judge!
love madly and urgently...
but most of all.... love!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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