HOW

HOW

how may I awaken
when still locked
into the dream
that is
beautiful death

dreaming my love
for you
loving
the dream of you?

we touch, we consume,
believe as souls
we have become
one, are
now tethered together

but
    where to
after this ecstasy, our
bodies fulfilled, spirits
unable
to soar
    too reticent
to fly

towards, away from,
all that we believe we
know, all that we
know
   we believe we require?