Singularity

Consumed by this craving to express
from the fountainhead where this pleasure pours, you give me so much
From your word, from the ark
                                 of your wisdom
Calm and kind with the light
of all creation is your voice, your face
Melting from my ecstasy,
your hands caress me with
                    such sweetness
then with a sudden surge
as if born from the singularity
from the depths of your love I feel
the shock waves rolling from your body
over mine and we are timeless.
Our every moment, our every urgent
                                     touch and taste
only seems to increase our
capacity for tending the garden
of our salubrious dreaming
while being wide awake.
Back to life, you are the one.
You have tended a blossom
I had thought could not be resurrected
You gave me drink to quench
my thirst for beauty, for gnosis,
for fulgent cosmic love
             as if we were the last
                             people in existence.