Momentary Lapse

What I have become is what you cannot be
as I have pledged to walk unto the unseen.
You are my love, a slow rising river, of lust, of love;
Shall I dare bathe in your cavernous skin?
You, a gentle breeze that dwells upon my shores of freedom;
Shall I dare breathe you in?
Yes dear, I must see what lies beyond this illusion of reality
that contains me within.
It is what cannot be touched or felt
without the echoes of our past and everything in between.
So hold my hand
and ride with me on the wings of my dreams
until I descend
upon where no one has ever been.
Let me erect pillars of your praise and let me pray in my ignorance
that I am likely to be forgiven and be redeemed
for your sins that were forgotten in our momentary lapse
and that now are mine.

7th-8th September 2009