It immediately morphed into my soul's counterpart!
Made of charm and virility,
He looked at me with questioning eyes!
What shall you do to prove your love to me,
He muttered
Pray, said I, with a blushing giggle
I shall renounce that identity which makes of me who I am
I shall put my hands into yours,
Trusting you vehemently,
As seers do trust their Gods
As cubs do trust their mothers
As humans do trust their pets
I shall devote myself solely to you
For you are naught but the personification of the skies
Chosen because the connecting thread
That ties our hearts together
Is one which has been present ever since
The cosmos was brought into meaning!
I shall smile when you do and cry when you command
I shall live for you
Wanting solely to see the great in you,
Bloom into tropical paradises
Made of lightheartedness and joy, at all times!
I shall ask the heavens to thrust upon you
The same awakening that they have thrust upon me
So that you do get to wake from your slumber
And cuddle me in your arms
After realizing that all these lives that we have been living on Earth
Was simply geared to allow us to enjoy this union!
I shall revere your feet,
As the believers do revere their divinities
I shall sit by your side
And make sure your every wish is satisfied
Pray, I shall be your side, your companion, your slave,
Your other half, your only cherished flower
Your strength, your aura, your shadow,
Why, I shall be anything you desire!
Am I worth it? Whispered Existence's human form?
Yes, you are! Said I,
I have chosen, more than a decade ago, to keep on living my life
In the hope of meeting you
And bonding with you
As the Gods desired it to be so
I have chosen to live
As I knew that in order to have our souls saved
From the murky waters of this uncertain world
We have to be seen as one complete representation of Love!
Is it enough, Existence, I queried?
Or do you require more?
The night's calm and chilled tone was enough
As I felt myself losing my awareness,
Torn about by an ecstatic show of love,
I could hear, at the back of my mind,
The moon, singing, out of sheer joy
But I, could only focus on the feel of the cold sand
Under me, and the insatiable feels of love,
As they dragged me, swiveling as narcotics do
In worlds over which none have control over their own senses!
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