I think that true love is
Missing something that is with you
Longing for something that is not yet gone


your soul enduring
The separation of flesh
That will only be undone
Upon death


When your spirits can unite
And dance through eternal starry nights
In the way they did before.


Love is-
Missing the soul you were once one with.
Before you burst through the barrier of life.
Love is-
Touching something that cannot be touched.


And the ambivalence
Of holding on tight.


But knowing deep down
Your love is always there,
Like the ground you walk on.


Love is seeing the eternal starry nights
You used to dance through, together
In the eyes of your beloved.


Love is-
deep down,
Beneath the sleepy stupor of
Being alive…


A brilliant knowing,
that it’s better there,
In that deep, and starry night,


That goes on forever behind the curtain of life.