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ACROSS THE STREAM

 

We rode out to the shore

Mercenaries of happiness

Willing to be set free

Just a perfect kiss for the fare

And off we went to ecstasy

Without benefit of pills or potions

Just the chemistry of the mind

And the physics of sex

As in the application of inertia

And once we were in motion

We stayed in motion

Did not apply brakes –

Did not say, “This is over”

No we held on to each other

As we held on to youth

Held on to Love

Held our humanity in our arms

Yes, babies, hers

Something really hers

         But more fundamentally, ours

         Fruit of labor

         Proof of commitment

         Able to slough off the others

         Able to see Heaven before the trees

We stand now, in sole possession

Our finest hour

The transition

Another pair and their wishes

We are sentiment

We are the ancestors

         Stopping in mid-stream

         With the realization

         That I am a stepping stone across.                               201225.1