The Ark Of Vulnerability is Apon Us.

I don't know where the sunbeams end and the starlight begins. It's all a mystery"

It's the times when
the journey of your rough hands
meets my flawed
topography and the explosion
starts to dissolve my edges.
In that shrinking moment
I am everything that was
and everything I will be. Moving
with you, beneath you, above
you, around you.
We are a particulate
symphony of harmonic buzz--
a little death, a tiny
birth, and cleansing
of the mirror so we can
breathe again, and step
hand and hand along the path.