Deep beneath the tapestry of my skin
you have woven your gentle smile,
your orange laugh and your lovely face
into every string of my once guarded heart.
Even the cages of my ribs have opened themselves
to you, so that the heart of yours and mine
possess no concept of distance.
When your heart is struck by sorrow,
a mist comes over my eyes and
I can see your troubled face reflected in
the mirror of my own tears.
When you are dancing in the company of Joy,
a warm smile runs across the canvas of my lips.
Our two heartbeats now one, have synchronized
to the silent melody of Love.
You will forever silently echo in every space inside of me,
like the hymns of the wind
singing in an empty boundless canyon..
“Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.”
Does true Love stretch across the canvas of Time and echo in the deepest recesses of our soul, unearthing every memory that was lost in our transitions. From one life to the next, a faint glimpse of what we once knew, guiding us back to each other like a constellation only seen by our eyes.
You are all the evidence I need to confirm that Love transcends all barriers, all spaces of time, and all limitations of this earthly shell that houses my longing soul.
She said to me,
“Slow the pace of your touch.
You are blooming gardens inside of me
before Spring has had the chance..”
At the edge of our galaxy,
under the violet light
is where I found you.
I waited til the Sun shut his eyes
And the Earth grew silent.
Then with my heart on both knees,
I proposed to yours with a ring made from
the petals of your favorite flower.
“In your eyes is where I’ll sleep.
In your heart is where I’ll dream.
In your smile is where I’ll live.
Promise me the eternity of an eternity
spent in your arms. And I will promise you
the immovable sky will come to envy
the way the stars have left her side
and have chosen to live in your eyes..”
Eternally yours, now and forever
Love is not a ebbs of emotions
that flow from the human heart.
Nor is it the reciprocation of
understanding promised by lovers.
Love is a dervish twirling
at the center of every cell.
Singing in the heart of Heaven’s soul.
With no notion of itself or another,
just Love and the silent music
of this ecstasy.
An impulse at the center of my soul
What you mean to me
stretches like a redwood far
beyond the forest of this life.
It’s as if my love for you
has a Soul of its own,
and that the warmth of your heart
is the Heaven it seeks..
I write because you exist
Knowledge is the great plunderer of youth
Intuition was a better friend
She knew before she was told
Have you never felt fire of life in your belly
Glass stars in your fingertips
Immaturity lacks discretion
Here we are silent, void of words
This truly is enough
If you let it be
As you are stranger