poem

So I am Told

Unknowing

Denial

Look Well

Lines of Becoming

Remaining Grounded

Always Already

One More Time

One is Called

I may not

So I am told

Hearts are meant to beat this fast
only when the other sees,
when the other's skin glows for you
so you know the other adores your life.

Hearts are meant to swell this tight
only with the other's touch,
when the other's hands find you anew
so you are the other's, the other is of you.

Hearts are meant to pulse this hard
only when the other speaks,
when the other's words echo your song
so the other bathes your soul in sound.

Yet my heart beats fast, swells, pulses hard
in love of the wind, rain in sun, sun on page,
in love of shade, shades of light, light of night -
for the infinite others my heart moves in love.