rapture

what is this place
have i died and now find myself caught up in the heavens
for surely this is an angel who's legs now encircle me
or is this hell, me at the mercy of some demon who has laid hold upon my soul
heaven, hell, right, wrong, black, white, its all the same
I'm drawn to this place
moth throwing myself into your flame
river relentlessly emptying myself into your sea
as we give ourselves over to life's oldest of dances
this moment in time, this one aching moment
at once pleasure , pain, agony, ecstasy
we two feverishly trying to become one
sweat mingling
mouth heavy on mouth
hands clinching each others tight
i enter you, rapture
time stops, or does it just now begin