as i lay
wrapped in your sleeping arms tonight,
gazing upon the beauty, intelligence and depth
of your unmasked face,
i wept at the awefilled realization
that you make me happier, more contented,
joyful, open, loved, fulfilled
(and terrified)
than i have ever been in my life.

i hand you, unabashedly, the totality
of my vulnerability
knowing i have no other choice
than to trust you will not betray it.
for to deny you the openness of my soul
is to close the door on my heart.

i have waited my entire life
for he who is the missing part of me --
(with apologies) the yin to my yang,
the masculine complement --
always aware i had not yet found it,
allowing myself to settle for less.
imagine how amazed i was to discover
it was you.

and with that knowledge came understanding
of that powerful magnetic bond --
sexual, intellectual, soulful, complete --
felt when eyes first were laid upon you,
comfort, excitement, connection
of disconcerting proportion.
i am humbled before you, yet terrified
of the power with which you are anointed.

tread easily with my heart
-- yea, my soul --
for nothing before, nor nothing that follows,
will matter to me as do you.
and i would walk ten thousand miles,
fall humbled at your feet,
just to touch you again.
you are right -- there is something.

3/5/95