"I so love you"

And we soar
2 filaments weaving light
foolish as ever in the completeness of surrender
breaths are hardly able to follow the pace
of sensuality, of bliss, of merging
within each other weaving even more light
into light
manifesting virgin dimensions
fractal geometry reaches a level, even richer, of significance
pantheons of Gods and Goddesses align in us

Then ...

Like a burnt incense or a sweetly hummed mantra barely audible
seeping through from a parallel reality
we finally fade away to re-emerge
breathing
certainty and clarity of "I so love you"
connected always