Love Of the Intellect

They

    had fallen in love:

in the obsessive

    and total way of two people

who had seen

    the same truth

which they could not completely comprehend:

    and though the times

were not as promiscous as

    they had been lead to believe

no one would have

    whispered had they taken up

residence together:

    this would have been neither half-scandal

nor half-hesitation,

    but they didn't:

they had been brought

    up on tender descriptions

and had heard love stories that

glowed
when
they
were
told

    perhaps because it was also because

they were wary of visions even if

    they were their own:

their passion unrolled

    in a very long easy wave,

so, slowly and gently and sexually

    they courted:

as winter comprehended what they could not.