EROS

Past the trembling of fingertips

or the heat of a fleeting gaze.

It is the yearning, the pull,

a force that threads the soul to another.

It is the ache of absence,

the joy of union,

the wild, untamed longing that makes us human.
 

Eros lives in the spaces beyond reason,

the pauses, the silences,

the question of what if

and the answer that dares to say yes.