Extasie

	     I

Tender in your gaze – and true;– 
     A knot of lovers kind
Collects me in the arms of you,
     So gently intertwined.

	     II

Lost as surely one – but two –
     But one – which two fulfill;
And found myself as part of you
      That’s me . . . and loves you still. 


Originally published in Virginia Writers Club – Golden Nib Winners (2024)
Won 3rd Place in Northern Virginia Chapter