The third Body

A man and a woman sit near each other, and they do not long at this moment to be older, or younger, nor born in any other nation, or time, or place.

They are content to be where they are, talking or not-talking.Their breaths together feed someone whom we do not know.

The man sees the way his fingers move;he sees her hands close around a book she hands to him.They obey a third body that they share in common.They have made a promise to love that body.Age may come, parting may come, death will come.

A man and a woman sit near each other;as they breathe they feed someone we do not know,someone we know of, whom we have never seen

You and the third body.
The third body, no name no sex no nothing that how I love you I don’t see your culture you are Culture I don’t see your religion you are Religion I don’t see your gender you just Are…. I love you with my silence I love you with my soul no words can express the magic your presence evokes in my path… I gave you my favorite book for Christmas Neruda Knows how to speak, how to put words to the heart to make the unreal real, could he make us get closer???

Guess it didn't