SEVEN NIGHTS

SEVEN NIGHTS

For seven nights 

I fell asleep in your arms

and being in love

became believable 

again...

a possibility...

It only took a drink of your nectar,

the Life-Force that dances within you...

there I was,

in love all over again,

blessed by the Star of Venus....

You only had to skim my cheek with your fingers...

and let that look colour your eyes of gold...

your intention so obvious,

your soul wide-open...
... all the walls of my heart’s fortress

came tumbling down....

and my feeling was resurrected!

But then you had to go.

How do you always do this to me?

Is it rhythm of your breath?

The pitch and depth of your voice?

The fire in your hips?

The distinctive taste of your being?

It must be your hands,

your grip can capture me for eternity...

Every single time...

Or is it the shape of our bodies when we join –

our beautifully entwined limbs:

complete and yet so hungry...

The way we move together:

raw and sensual,

we belong to each other in moments like this –

when time stands still

and miracles are born

under the Moon.

You always open 

the door to eternity to me.

You make me feel immortal,

you make my flesh and blood become gold.

I can melt in your presence.

The ego dissolves.

I am back in the Garden of Eden.

I: truly yours.

You: completely mine.

And we are in LOVE.

All I can say is:

I love you.

And you say you love me, too.

We say it without words.

The Silent Language of the Heart.

Always and forever.

So we forget that I can also hate you,

and how you can hurt me, too.

In your arms.

In love.

I become the little girl, 

the kitten,

the one who writes things that make some cringe

and I don’t care.

Back to the core of me,

vulnerable and pure.

And what is more, 

I understand it all,

And it’s ok.

You’re my bridge 

across the most secret,

holy garden of my heart.

You are 

my little secret angel of surprise...

I couldn’t love you 

any more than this.

Every cell in my body 

is singing your name.

Every atom of me 

wants to become you.

I couldn’t love any more than this 

as a woman.

I could love you only a little bit more

if only I were the Sun.

Because my love for you

is the Star of my existence.

Will love endure the test of time,

when we die,

when we leave 

this mortal coil?

Will our moments of splendour –

when our hearts expand 
and we gaze into each other’s eyes

and smile the Silent Smile –

change the course of our life stories?

Who knows?

...do the Stars know?

I am too small, my sweet lover,

to carry the memory of such beauty

inside my chest.
‘This is the life’, you said.

Sublime mortality.

Sometimes.

Hearts like stars.

Eyes like the ocean.

Is this love too much for a lifetime?

What can I do?

How can I love you now?

How can you love me even more?

Can I build a temple to our love

and light a candle every night?

May the wind kiss your mouth

when I’m not there...

may it kiss you like I do...

Languid

Orbit

Veering

Emptiness

Can you see the full moon

from your window 

tonight?

Think of me 

just for a second

and remember

our Star

a little while longer ...

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