Space Between Their Hearts © Surazeus 2020 01 08 The man and the woman stand face to face, hair blown wild by the timeless wind of hope, and gaze at each other with mute desire across the boundless space between their hearts, aching to reach out their hands for the touch that would connect their souls with spark of love. What vibrant energy of mutual lust attracts the stranger to the stranger, eyes beaming threads of passion to understand what hopes and dreams they might hide in their heart so they could synchronize their eager dance to kiss forever in the timeless light? The soul they generate when they make love for sperm to fertilize the egg with life asks to be born from sparkle of their lust, requesting they conspire to incarnate eternal soul of genes in this new child who wakes from ancestral memories of hope. I am alive inside this fragile body of chemical swirls bound in form of flesh because fierce urgency of my desire to wake from cosmic dream of molecules compelled my parents to embrace and kiss in mind-enchanting orgasm of faith. The man and the woman in timeless wind reach out their hands to synchronize their hearts in tune with vibrant rhythm of desire, so they give each other true-lover names while gazing entranced in familiar eyes of the nameless stranger they want to love. The wounds they bear from struggle to survive they hide behind clean mask of aching hope to keep the stranger attracted by beauty, yet as they get to know each other better they see the pain the one they love must suffer, so they hold hands and soldier on together. Their paths across the landscape of the world bring them together face to face at last at crucial moment of most desperate hope, so now they choose to hold hands with the stranger and walk into the future side by side with wordless hope that beams between their eyes. What action could better seal their decision to stay together on long road of life than holding hands and kissing in the light as they blaze one new path of life together to weave their destinies in fertile fate so they can generate new life in children?
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures