FOREPLAY AT THE OASIS

It reminded me of a long strip of duct tape,
perhaps one that stretched around the world
like a YouTube video gone viral.

Unsuspecting, you gave him a head with hair,
"long, beautiful hair",
and for me you pretended to be blind--
not in the way you really were,
but in the way you insisted love should be.

Like a lightning bolt out of the blue,
like the flash of a sword out of nothingness,
like the foreplay before the beheading,
like a sudden awakening,
it was all gone--at least for you.

If Love is all there is, nothing else matters.
How can anyone be an Infidel?

To your hearts both of you have been faithful,
even as your heads go spinning off
into disintegrating galaxies.