Speak to me beyond words,
The languages of love that have no name.
Reveal your presence to me,
in the tongues that are only known to us.
Eternal bond with no chains.
I call you by your name but you are my indefinable, indescribable lover. In every astral plane, every existence, coursing through every vein, sweet silence.
For love is the language of infinite words and no words at all.
Sweet lover I am beckoned by the call of the unspeakable,
unbearable, the sinful and terrible, the soft and stoic sonnet.
The star crossed, pragmatic, didactic ode.
Lover let your presence be known.