Somewhere near here in in this room or this bed
Our bodies have found their way into each other
And send out an uncoded message of bliss
Through the rest of our skins
To the remains of our minds
Time is suspended – not endless, not ended
Nor shortened nor lengthened, but entry denied.
No hours for the sunlight, nor seconds for breathing
While somewhere in rhythms with no time
No striving, no path, and no destination,
We two here are all and elsewhere is not
Nothing beyond us can move us or hold us
One holds the other, the other is all.