I close my eyes and walk

into your hands that flow

over my skin and out onto the ground

of Music. You are light

and dark, and shadows

accompany your smile.

I love how nothing

is sacred.

We close our eyes and walk

into the earth, with two candles

and lit and sparking

courage.

I feed you apples.

You feed me laughter.

We are unknown to each other.

But there are simple doors we open

once in a while, peek in,

and see each other painting

bright, large canvases of ourselves,

pregnant and flowing.