'frozen, time's deluge' or 'kisses her hand'

'frozen, time's deluge' or 'kisses her hand' timothy r gates, 12/30/2011

frozen, time's deluge
kisses her hand
demure, not looking away
euphemisms become the word,
when the original becomes its icon -
love's genesis is lust's aspiration,
learning to step into another's vision.
here love's aspiration holds hands -
our conversion steps out,
baptism's font opens her womb
thrilled by her moisture's deluge,
my eyes seep.
moment's whisper,
'there is no other now.'