Love: Beginnings

I came across this poem, "Love: Beginnings" by C.K. Williams, a few months into dating my fiance. Garrison Keillor's soothing, all-too-familiar voice came on NPR that summer morning and out came the very timely tale of two star-crossed lovers during their early entanglement. I couldn't have captured the way I felt at that magical time any better than this :)

Love: Beginnings, C. K. Williams

They're at that stage where so much desire streams between them, so

much

frank need and want,

so much absorption in the other and the self and the self-admiring entity

and unity they make—her mouth so full, breast so lifted, head thrown back so far in her 

laughter

at his laughter,he so solid, planted, oaky, firm, so resonantly factual in the headiness of

being craved so,

she almost wreathed upon him as they intertwine again, touch again,

cheek, lip, shoulder, brow,

every glance moving toward the sexual, every glance away soaring back

in

flame into the sexual—

that just to watch them is to feel again that hitching in the groin, that fill-

ing of the heart,

the old, sore heart, the battered, foundered, faithful heart, snorting

again,

stamping in its stall.

"Love: Beginnings" by C.K. Williams, from Flesh and Blood. ©

(Via Le Love)