The Moment of Love
when I finally let go
of all expectations
and let the waves of passion wash over me
and carry you
for a moment of relief
from the burden of existence
and the terror of the night
where for a glorious moment, I am not responsible
for everything that has happened
and all the deceits betrayals and lies fade.
In that moment I felt my Self in your soul
and communicate in ways I never could for 30 years over
coffee but then I was no longer only I
and you were no longer only YOU
For in that moment
I became all men and you became all women
I became manhood
and you became womanhood
I became the masculine archetype
as if I was carrying this age-old ritual
alone and you too were singular
in your femininity.
Then I slowly dissolved further
only now loving all the women I ever have
and in this moment their images combined
to break the heart into a thousand fragments
an ocean of tears now bearing me like a bier to a funeral
so fleeting was this moment
yet long enough to see one’s whole life in a flash
And finally in that moment
you became primordial Eve herself
and I of course Adamic cursed man
and we together re-enacted
the age-old primordial myth
to be cursed in our love-making forever
with the inside knowledge of each other
forever condemned to a secret knowledge
that God Himself is not privy to.
This moment of relief soon fades into
the dawning realization of reality returning
and the weight of my lived life
and the burden of self.
And consciousness returns too soon
and the warm afterglow with fatigue
as the body knows its familiar landscape
and the forgetting is forgotten in the awareness
of our separated biographies
and past lives
and minds.
