Falling in Love

There is an exquisite edge

to wanting someone so much

A hunger that rocks through body and soul

Piercing, delicious, yearning

Brings me to my knees.

No choosing.

With you it’s balanced in embracing gratitude

Because whilst I could never presume to have you

Or that you are mine

I feel you so

Like warm hands cupped around

the essence of my life

Both wrapping me and in my skin

Both sovereign to yourself and still connected.

I am in service to you, with you

to the me that shines within this chamber

It’s the stripped back hope I needed in these days of change

A rope to hold and cherish

a breaking down and grieving,

such being born.