Thursday, March 22, 2012

who are you?


Who are you?
Of what I've made of love's not ever been like this before
And outside of what love once was is nay and all the more
Transcending distance, time and space, it's opened up my eyes
Touched by something mortal's yearn until the day they die
I have but cannot hold, yet held by that which lies in dreams
And though "they" say it cannot be, it's "realer" than it seems.
Who are you?

You breathed upon this flicker, and turned it to a flame
And who can now contain such madness, many call insane?
Yet as a gale within the night that plays on my heart strings
And hence the music of my soul is filled with what you bring
For I am neither worthy of this grace that touched my frame
More blessed than all the angels, yet i long to know your name.
Who are you?

A missing piece to a puzzle? A half that makes a whole?
Endless searching; realms unknown, this mate of my soul
Read between the lines, you bare the name of such Sweetness
Longing for soft lips that kiss and breasts of tenderness
Destiny that calls to you thus calls me forth to sing
Soon happy ever after lying underneath my wing.
Who are you?

Lover or muse or mate of my soul?
An illusion more real than all in this world.