One Moment, Young Lover


In case you're assuming I'm especially qualified
In matters of the heart,
And the workings of the flesh,
Or somehow more deft to lead the dance
Between intimacy and passion,
Longing and consummation,
Pleasure, pain,
And Heaven and hell
You may be right, all that could be true…

But should you for a moment imagine,
I could possibly know anything
About the intricately spun and beguiling insides of you,
How life desires to play through you,
Through this distinct and matchless union that is I and you,
And the fresh new paradigm waiting to dawn
In this numinous, wild, and beloved present moment
Then set that dim thought aside...

Let us both become artless,
Bold in our vulnerability,
And simply let innocence enlighten us.