Poem

Trust

Turn the dog-eared page,
put aside
the well-worn book,
the time and the next
thought;
put aside
the cup of oolong tea,
the warmth of the fire place,
throw off the shawl from
your body, turn
off the radio;
put aside
the pen, turn the light
switch and thermostat down,
put aside
your glasses and see
that you can grasp
her heart, the blood
as it pumps out
to the last veins in the outer
regions of her universe,
her adrenalin and desire
coupling as a vessel
in your hands,
uplifted and forgiving.

Thank her
for this gift.
Thank her for
how different you are
in her presence, in
her eyes, in the back
of her mind
where you are
human
in the feel
of her heart.