Love looked at me, seemingly not understanding why
My gaze was fixed on the night sky
Life is here, he said,
Life is here on Earth,
Where we are all meant to give of ourselves
To the fullest!
I know,
Said I, hiding the anguish in my voice
Hoping to display not the fever running through me
While wanting not,
To vex him!
I know,
Said I,
But our story emanates from up there
Life is here, and there, is the power that rules us
And here, you have become, for me,
The personification of that power!
How can such be? he asked not understanding me still
See, said I,
The mystical is meant not to be understood
The mystical has chosen to touch me
As it did, it pushed me to you
Submissive, as usual,
I abided
Hoping to grow in you,
Gardens of never seen before flowers
And expanses of crystal clear lakes
So that,
We both bloom with their freshness
And turn into love's symbolism!
Life is here, obviously,
But someday, we shall both be back there,
The part of existence that Man is still trying to decipher!
Without you, the night sky holds no meaning
With you, it becomes heaven!
