Blanche Oelrichs says:

Blanche OelrichsListen!
I want your mouth whispering over my heart:
“This complete moment
Is moulding us eternally together!”
I want our limbs, twisted, luminous,
Crushing the physical into spiritual invocation,
Commingling! Ascending!
Nor afterward any slamming down of the lid
Upon emerging spirit.
Since I desire that consummation become a beginning,
A beginning, stammering our souls with tenderness,
Inflating us with moods palpitating—
Disconcerting—mysterious—as dreams—
Moods confessional—adventurous,
Flickering our fancy with spectre forms
Since I admonish consummation to become a beginning,
And so mortal love, the legitimate mediator
Between God and Man.