A Gathering of the Tribes

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Cup Runneth Over

Let your cup runneth over
Over me
And with the crashing of
waves
My heart to yours
With the song of wind
My breath against your
lips
It is life
My life in yours
As petals bloom,
awakening to life
So my body to yours
Dreams so real
Life seems to be dreams
Let your cup runneth over
Over me
Tossing and turning a pile
of limbs
Vines around trees
You and me
As the fruit that swings
on summer trees
I hang on your every word
Let your cup runneth over
Over me
And I will drink of this
love
Mercilessly
I will drink of your love
And be drunk off your word
And be intoxicated by
your fingertips
on my spine
Let your cup runneth over
Over me
This exaltation
This enrapture
As the air I breathe
You surround me
Live within me
Are part of everything I
see
An oeuvre among the
Magnificence of things
You appear with my eyes
open
You emerge on the back
of my eyelids
In the palm of my hands
in my deeds
Let your cup runneth over
Over me