Fairyland

Et ait Moyses: Consecrastis manus vestras hodie Domino,
unusquisque in filio, et in fratre suo, ut detur vobis benedictio.

We met where neither you nor I exist
In the place dark meets light
                earth meets night
              sea breaks day
Where there is no conversation,
But shut eyes burning bright
Where view meets view
The horizon stands invisible very close to the breathing earth
And very close to the gasping sky, and almost nowhere
And always in the same place
Where all things are bound together with the thinnest chord,
Running just outside the scope, separating thing from thing
And binding(hear this. know this!) binding all things
To the raging, spitting, warm, sweet, throng of what?
Expanse of fractured, wholesome, singular dominion.
And in each other’s arms, with unsure hands on our skin, hips, lips and thighs
I took a step, and you took a step, and we stepped together until...
In each other’s eyes we stared, bewildered,
Trying to discern the difference, between this and that,
To find the definition of things, and something’s, and nothings
We said "What the Hell!"
      and “What the hell!"
Deciding it must not matter.
Noticing no one, but a pulse, and meter, and this
Was the way we breathed together.
We stepped together to the line.
Forever not crossing what was not,
Into [...] like all the real living things
So when I see you, I see you Love;
The most impossible thing, like you said,
Or did you refer to no one else?
All of everything's, cleverly undefined
As exactly what is; all of it
Refuting dictionaries through experience.
Pretty, un-darling, un-child, of un-mine
Hands on shoulders, necks and hips
In a place where neither you nor I exist,
Please, let me be.