Beneath this moonlight, I sit
Thoughts of you cover me like the sunlight
while my mind is soothed by the cold wind.
My heart instantly melts to distant tunes of a techno song
I danced to as a child in my grandfather's hut.
This feels like no ordinary night
for babies shall walk
the blind shall play the drums
as the deaf dance to the thunderous beats.
The mute shall sing songs of joy
and the clouds shall open
to reveal the stars in their heavenly wonder.
Then you, my precious, shall take my hand
place your soft face on my chest
and together, we shall dance the night away

Night by night,
my thoughts race back to you.
My mind dances merrily to those beautiful times.
The moments we shared together are unforgettable
because your name is written across my heart.
Seeing you each day was my kiss of life
for then, the day could not proceed any better.
Your early morning smile exorcised me
and left me cleansed like the glacial waters.
From far, you were an enigma
Yet your heart was pure.
I bet the trees wilt so they can fall for you
For your beauty surpasses twilight.
Being with you was worth more than having gold
because you are priceless.
However, the winds of the world blew heavily at us
and we fell on different paths.
Since then, life has never been the same.
But if I was to choose again,
I would still choose you
for you are the fairest I have known.
The first, the last, the only.

When I am in silence,
I am thinking about the one
for whom beautiful is a word not enough to describe.
All miracles have been seen except the sunset
that leaves its presence irreplaceable.
A wonder always crosses my mind
as to why the stars never fall out to kiss you
because they shine brighter than the sun on you.
I bet the moon is sad when you stand in it
for then, no one can call it fair
as your smile is as precious as a pearl
but abundant as sunlight in the day.
Not that I am a liar, but the sun wouldn't dare pass
without letting your face grace its rays more

Like the sun, no one knew what made her shine
Because no one could unravel the mystery that was her face.
When she laughed, you could tell it was genuine
For it came from the depths of her womb
Curved from the perfection that was God’s own hands
Her eyes always glittered when she smiled
And one could not help but smile as well
For it was infectious and airborne.
Her aura and presence was pure
When she walked by, you could feel a cold wind of peace.
When she spoke, you just had to pay attention.
Hers was not the voice to just listen to.
Hers was the calm water from a forest river
That runs over your body and you are set free
Scentless yet filled with life.
Her words would leave you pondering for hours on end
Because she was wise as well
Complete like the garden of Eden.
Her body was a complete piece of art
Only the finest potter could make something as comparable.
But she did not mind the praise
And just like the sun, she shone anyway.

It was the early morning breeze at the mountain top
The one that blows against your face
As you smile at the distant horizon
Watching the orange sun awaken from its slumber
With the birds in the valley below
Starting to sing, one by one
And slowly combining for a beautiful melody
One so pure and beautiful
That it fills your heart with a unique ecstasy
Like the orchestra you watched on your sixth birthday.
To your parents, this was an ordinary birthday gift
But to you, this was the moment.
This was the first time you fell in love.

It was the large tree in the middle of the lonely field
Branches spread out like arms as if to show the size of her heart
It had a shade like none I had seen
For within, you could listen to the whispers from the leaves
Tales of all those that had sought shelter
But left suddenly like they had come
Leaving only a scratch on the bark
A mark  that would later become permanent
Just to show that they were there but not there
To them, it was a label
But to her, it was another mind wrenching heartbreak
One she would have to shed her leaves for
And be reborn in the next season’s rain.
I always told myself I would be better
Because I always found peace in this place.
Here, I was finally free and nothing but a man.
I could sob without a care
Confident that the wind would not blow away my tears.
I could speak and watch with wonder
At the leaves roaring with laughter
And when I lay in the warm embrace that was her branches,
I did not dream of the fun times I had as a young boy
Dancing around naked in the mid afternoon rain
Nor of the wild times spent grazing the drunkard’s cows.
I instead dreamt of the future
Of me playing the flute to my favorite song
My grandson seated a few paces away
Smiling with tears in his eyes
Knowing fully well that this was the place.
This, was where love was pure.

©️Maathe