Entanlgement

Something strange happened that night -

The most passionate night of my life.

No sex, scarcely words.

A transcendent experience.

A different plane altogether,

together.

In the quiet still,

our souls came out

and danced in the twilight.

Our bodies mute,

cast aside like uncomfortable clothes,

put in a trance

to stay out of the way.

There we were.

My soul,

your soul.

Naked.

Exposed.

Dancing together.

Our essence

soft tendrills

filling each others' spaces,

becoming enmeshed,

intertwined,

entangled.

One.

That night, we became whole,

our destinies fused together...

Later, back in the flashy fluorescence of reality; shopping, driving, cleaning, cooking, putting out the bins...

when the humdrum seems all-encompassing,

when we are not together,

when you are cold,

when I am angry,

when sometimes I feel like pulling away,

something stops me.

Like the smarting of a taut rope,

it yanks me back in.

I know you feel this too.

Our entanglement.

The night our souls danced.

The most beautiful night of my life.