The serpent has made its way up my spine
and is looking for his tail
behind the hissing in your shadows
while I am open arms, surrendering
at the cross point of all the edges inside myself,
breathing into my body
the subtle glances you graciously and shyly offer me
into the keyhole that rests not so quietly
in the cracked door to your heart
revealing your intense radiance
that is a beacon for Angels
celebrating Love flowering in your voice
and vibrating the spiral circling in my soul.