Friday, September 5, 2014

The Road To Love

The road to love ends, not with nudity,
   But nakedness; we think flesh is the goal
And believe that, when others let us see
   Uncovered body parts, we know their soul.
But how can someone’s soul be subject to
   Time? —Gravity? —A diet?  When my hands
Reach out to touch the flesh that houses you,
   They stroke not soul but what your soul commands:
The pretty body you were born into,
   The flesh for which my flesh feels low desires.
But what ignites me when I look at you
   Is not the oven’s beauty, but the fire’s—
      Beauty that burns in your most precious part—
      What my soul burns to see: your naked heart.

Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells

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