Finding Herself

She found herself,
Frequently,
In his bed.
Not only in the sense
Of location.
But also, in the sense
Of enlightenment.

Beneath the sheets,
With him beside her,
She became
Her self.
She came, frequently,
To his bed,
Finding herself
There.

His touch.
Her lips.
His hands.
Her body.
With breath,
And movement,
She finds
Her self.
One breath.
One touch.
Her skin.
His lips.
She comes,
With him.
She finds
Herself,

There.

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