Double-mirror Door

 

Wherever I go, Beloved, your gaze follows,
Tracks my seeing you through and through,
Holds me fast, holds me still everywhere:
Wherever I go, Beloved, is here with you.

Whenever we touch, Beloved, your heart follows
Through touching me touching you,
Holds me fast, holds me true:
Whenever we touch, Beloved, is eternity found.

Whenever fingers lace with fingers, Beloved,
Fingertip-eyes peer, heart-eyes pierce
Through and through and back and through:
Is this softness me or is this skin you?

Whenever you slam into me, Beloved,
From afar, in the middle of the night,
Your presence occupies me–
Or is it my presence touching the center of you?

Whenever you look at me
I feel your heart-eyes looking right in,
Touching deep layers of me until
I can no longer tell the difference
Between your heart reaching through me
And my eyes touching the core of you.