It is in love that this world makes sense
It is in love, this life’s essence
My soul mate, O my love, my friend
Together our lives now securely blend

We are together in our joys and grief
In this journey of meadows and of peaks
O soul mate, what a mystery unknown
To us that in this deeper love is shown

The whole night
I take turns in sleep
Right and left
On my back and sides again

A gentle breeze passes
over my face and body
It is my beloved’s song,
Her flying kiss

Tonight our love is exposed
Starry nights, dancing trees
Seducing silence
How do I paint a love poem on you?

Every night I walked miles
Longing to catch my one delight
Every morning to leave you
A thank-you note

My darling dearest
My love to you is an eternal tale
Inexplicable, mystifying, delicious
Let us write each page together

Oh, I just want to kiss you, dear.
We spoke not for the whole day.
Nothing seems calm; all appears uneasy.
My breath is short; my tongue is sour.
Oh, my heart only desires for you.
It cries for you from within me.

Who knows how it feels,
crying without tears,
eating without wine?
My strides are waste;
the dreams are empty—
I see the whole earth waste.
Only my love brings me joy.

I will be
the first warmth of sun
Kissing you tenderly
hugging you tightly
I will be kissing you
with that soft breeze
till dusk

I will be
watching your movements
from the
desperate
bright moon

I will be
thinking about you
in my silence
My heart will sing for you
wishing for your good health
praying
for our
Endless love

There is the same moon outside the hut
The windows and the hole in the roof
Bring the same moonlight
But all rays look different
Some shaded, some bright
Some make shadows; some come as beams of arrows
The same sun rises and sets down in the west
As the earth revolves in madness
Spinning like a drunken dancer
But no two mornings and evenings are the same
No two stars look the same each night
No two breezes are one
So is my love
Every night is a new life
A new love song

I walked hurriedly to her home
On a wild moonlit night
She is in her inner chamber
Painting a picture of us
Naked brush, naked canvas, naked mind
On a moonlit gusty night

There she stands
At the corner of the wooden window
Holding hands with her shadow
I approached gently toward her
Only to discover
That the shadow is mine

From the top of her long, silky hairs
To her beautiful, sun-licked, shining face
To the tip of her soft, curved *******
To midway between her sweet, warm thighs
To the bottom of her long, strong feet
She is one great puzzle
A great treasure to be hunted
A mystery to be admired
A land to be explored
A journey to be undertaken

In the poetry of kissing
There is no right way to kiss
No two are exactly the same
Boundless, this art of kissing
Sometimes deeper
Other times just the lips

Holding it longer and shorter
Together laughing about it
Variety is the added hot spice
Tenderly ******* your partner’s lips
Take a deep breath
and
break
To delicately
compliment her

Kissing you:
Feelings immense,
Irresistible,
Crazy, warm, cozy,
Soft, sensual, passionate,
Romantic,
Inexorable,
Slow,
Willfully sinking,
An instance of being intimate.
Tasty and juicy, our sensations progress,
Salacious arousal,
That moment of touch of feelings,
Intense sense of the lesser-known organs.
Our hands roam and get caught up in the search,
An instance of being intimate,
Unexplainable, savorinesses indescribable,
Something that has to be known by oneself.
Such are you my beloved,
Such is your love.