Surrender
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In the stillness, in the moment our lips meet,
we turn to sunshine.
Our fingers, woven, are knitted with one another
like trees in ancient soil.
The rhythm of your heart drums a furious pace,
echoing inside me.
And I fall deeper.
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You are wordless, but never quiet.
Like coals, heated in the nil space between our bodies,
we turn to fire, but never ash.
And then you climb, a hot wind upon the aching mountain
of my desire.
And I surrender.
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In these places, no one knows our names.
No one sees our faces.
Our eyes are heavy-lidded, our breaths broken only
to kiss, and to kiss again.
We wander from dream to dream, a reverent carousel moved by the hurricane of our love.
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I call to you, crying out your name.
You clutch, you pull me closer.
Like a starved fire, you catch and burn and consume me.
We turn to sunlight again, delivered through all darkness,
sent to this place as if born in the very same star.
And I surrender.
And I fall deeper.
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J Edward Neill
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