by Brenda Ehmka
Looking up I sense a penetration.
A soul mirrored of chestnut eyes
locks into mine; set in quiet fixation.
My response is simultaneous and deep.
Silently I gasp
Enveloped in the warm vibrations of energy
that course through my being.
Excitement builds in spite of the
calm facade I wear.
Yearning for exchange our souls connect
separateness fading into oblivion.
Love washing into and through one another
we drink in the fluid essence of recognition.
With eyes reflecting my own desire
the gaze is broken.
Bonding has taken place.
The circuit's complete.
The I has become the we
And the we became one......
Brenda Ehmka, Wed, 10 Jul 1996