It Is Too Wide And Huge

it is too huge and wide
and my arms cannot embrace it
my soul leaps my heart begins to have lips
to sing
my wings growing behind my shoulders
as though
i have become an angel
pure and ample

it is the world of my dreams
my tongue salivates
my hands tremble anticipating the fulfillment of desire
i close my eyes
and i become too near
unconfused
too sure of what i must become

a mountain beside the caressing winds
and clouds
and sun

too bright, too wide too huge
star unreachable but too gentle to my gaze

that is what is love all about
(how can i ever grasp its body, how can i ever restrain its soul?)
that is what is my love for you all about

my lips wet, my teeth gritting, my eyes limping
my groins grinding.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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