Forms Poem by Alison Mary Dunn

These forms of yours take me inside myself
To read deeper into the entity
Stepping outside the threshold of consciousness
Living each moment in the arms of your mind

Believing in love
Resting on a whim
Gliding towards peace

I am less myself
And more of you
Our hearts re-shape
As we are forced into singularity

Breathing in time
Whispering joys
Turning in the wind

All nature’s gifts seem closer to the touch
Fractals merge in our eyes
And the Golden Ratio
Turns pages in the book of dreams

As the glacier melts and loses density
We remain excellent and perfect
Forming to the shape of ecstasy

But dear lover heed
And make a mental picture now
For it may not be long
Before we too slip gracefully away
With the debris of life’s imperfections

Yet the physical shame of negative actions
Can never erase the beauty we see here now
And if no one were to witness this awesome happening
It is done and will forever be……