Before

 

We've been in love before.

This kind of passion precedes breathing.
Where inhalation begins

and every sigh comes home,
we were united prior to the egg.

This is where motherhood was born.
Before there was earth and rain

we childed the father
from seedlessness.
Beautiful one, what more can I say?

When you gaze at me, I am created.
We were lovers before anyone whispered,

"Let there be light."
When darkness shattered into stars

and the pulse of your wound
became a heart,
we taught God to sing.

Our touching creates His hand.