FIRST HANDSHAKE

touch me.

only you can -

a cross because that's what it does,

motion marked God you are,

the dimensions you bridge.

time and space and understanding

surpassed and crossed, it's simple

no distance can detain you

your ancient love like mountains

silently jealously haunting, covering, beckoning me on.

footsteps in the hall.

and in the day i can't escape

the lover who was calling all night long.