Xochiquetzal

 
She appears in my dreams.
Her face is familiar to me.
She has long raven hair
and is dressed in white.
She exuberates eroticism.
We do not speak,
but there’s a deep,
intuitive awareness between our souls.
It is my pain that she feels.. and I in hers
It is in my blood that she swims, and I in hers
A scorching passion exists.
Love engulfs us until morning.
I awaken to find she’s vanished.
 
Brazzoli 5-17-22