Sutra 27.

My beloved
Makes love
Without touching
Flesh.
When souls
Meet
Without agenda
In open spaces –
The crossings.
My beloved
Makes love
With moonlight
And sunbeam
And starlight
Dancing –
Gazes locked in
Soul
Communion –
Where inner worlds
Feast
On this Eucharist
Of tears and
Bitter brokenness.
My beloved
Makes love
Of pain
And hatred
And sadness
And every dark thing.
My beloved
Sees me whole.

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