Becoming

I see you now.

Eyes open, aware of our unfolding, our shared becoming.

We draw each other forward, like two ivies reaching out, longing for the light.

I need you, your body like a garden,

lush and alive with newness.

I wrap you in soft vines and hold you to myself,

A perfect double helix of verdant evolution.

This is our springtime, and we are waking up.

Flowers are blooming inside you.

I love them already.