The silver tongue of frost
Tipped lips kiss tenderly
This nape of neck pressed
To welcoming bossom.
My breath drawn from your mouth
Condenses as flesh to flesh
Our embrace complete
I enter you and you enter me.
But it was not always so, my love.
Hades theft of summer's seed
Has sown for us
This thread of time, a moment lost
From light and reason, heat and sound.
Stillness, stillness conquers all.
The prudential exchange now complete.
The weight and wait of all tomorrows
Is not a cost too dear,
A glad offering to this place.
Time cannot contain all
That awaits its absence.
These swaddling cloths,
Now white cocoon give birth
To the singularity of our union.
Not a death awaiting resurrection
Not a burial to be reborn
Here and now, eternity