BOUND TO TIMELESSNESS

 

My thankful soul

will always appreciate

the promise of a shared love life

that is bound to timelessness

 

(a few days ago, I called you my husband

A few days ago, you called me your wife)

 

In my wombs

there is life;

In my head

there are colorful dreams;

In my lungs

there is air I release

as a vivid love whisper

that mingles to my nectar tasting passion

sweetening your lips,

quickening your heartbeats,

feeding me with expectancy

of heated kisses at night

and playful touches I awaited all day

 

This day I spent wanting

to finally run to your arms

as you pushed the door opened;

and as this day finishes

I thank God for having you lying beside me

and for another day yet to come

 

You, darling, mean the Moon to me;

you are the high tide forcing my shore

you are the low tide inviting me in

only to submerge me

in breathtaking waves of delightfulness

 

And, darling, I want to mean the Earth to you;

I want my trees to bare fruits,

my rivers to refresh your body,

my soil to be the stand of our home

and the place where our children will play

 

My thankful soul

will always appreciate

the promise of a shared love life

that is bound to timelessness

 

But for now, I decide to stop thinking this much

and accept the invitation of your arms

calling me to the coziness of our bed

and the beginning of a well-lived life

with you

 

By José Ruy Pimentel de Castro

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~ by joseruypc on February 5, 2011.