Look

I flow in you you within me and our hands are interwoven closer to each other than the stem to the earth or light to the gaze or color to the plant the stone walls of belief deny it and my days are sweet with the passion of your laughter and my hair trembles with the longing of your kisses. In me something lies hidden that has blossomed from you that has been grafted like the sun to the traveling pebbles of the pregnant sea and the green palms, the stone walls of the rampart deny it but look what is the border between water and earth? I flow in you you within me...