If I stand with a naked heart before you,

will you jest at me, think less of me,

perfect your vision of what I should be?

♦

Sink below the churning waters with me,

into the deep oblivion where you and I

cease to exist separately.

♦

Hold me as the tide pulls us under,

caress my soul with your adoring spirit,

until you see every particle of me—and I, you.

♦

Flow out to become one with me

so we are neither Me nor You,

but Us, harmonious.

♦

Touch my center, feel what creates my soul,

open your spirit, let me sense your being;

seduction on a spiritual plane.

♦

Only then can you realize

at the core of our very beings

we

believe

in

the

same

vision.

♦

♦

©2007 Sharon Gerlach