But Still

Questioning, unfaltering
my sense of confusion in this state.
Your muted tongue tells
stories of love, but still...

Mysterious, delirious
your actions in this room.
My bare skin sings
your fingertips, but still...

Unlikely, unearthly
this lightning striking twice.
That night echoes
a history in my life, but still...

Gloriously, notoriously
our fusion of catalyzed bodies.
The world sighs
I shudder for breath, but still...

Desire, uninspired
that may be all we have.
I keep you in
so you can't leave, but still...

...But still I love you,
But still I question you,
But still I let you in.

...But still I need you.
But still I don't believe you.
But still I whisper,
'You are my gift.'