This is What It is Like…
To give and give and give and give
until you think you can give no more,
but still you can,
and you do.
And to have it returned a thousand-fold.
To touch bare throbbing heart to bare throbbing heart,
and to have it hurt,
no more than light electric tickles,
or long, smooth caresses.
To leap ear-ringing spaces,
land safe, warm and easy,
swim wild indulgent decadences,
over and over and over
To feel the Life in you rise up inside,
reach out and swell
until your body can no longer contain it,
and your mind can’t even
find its limits.
And this, my friend
is what it’s like…