Straddling two worlds?
Really?
There is only one.
Why diminish yourself into multitudinousness
when you can just Be?
Why create a dimensionality you can’t see
to explain you and me?
Belief and disbelief aren’t really.
Think your skin doesn’t house the holy?
No matter.
She lives
and calls your blood
her staircase to rise.
With each heart beat
her heart is yours.