POETRY: I'LL LOVE YOU THEN AFTER DEATH TOO

Time counts its minutes
    Life creates our moments
   This day will come unexpectedly
    For every one of us.
  
   In the horizon her figure appeared.
  It was like a miracle,
   The Heavens sending an Angel.
    Her beauty made perfect 

   Vibrant was her presence
  Her appearance drowned my thoughts
   And when awaken 
  All is lost.
   
   I wanted so eagerly to feel her heart
       It's beat, rhythm, and all it's parts
   All this I wanted to gain
       But didn't have the strength to open
  
   My precious dream of her
       Will always be with me.
   Her sacred beauty
       Wasn't meant for me  

   Just like the sea
       Darkness is infinity,
   For a short time 
       I was able to see




2


Like a storm,
With want of 
  thunder;
I wait
 quietly
  for you...

A raging passion
 in the vacuum
  of tomorrows...
silenced, contained
 swirling to and fro.

  Your gift,
 for which I yearn
...eludes;
 suspending my breath
  in a purgatory
 of ceaseless
desire...





3


 In my mind you are
           a purple orchid
        Exotic, tender, passionate
           and wild
        Untouchable, fragrant
           bloom of dark desires
        Evoking my deepest thoughts
        Lost in the dreamy wonder
           of an eastern forest
        You are there among
           the whispering glades
        Of soft green bamboo
        Delicately embracing the moist
          warm air of night
        A lover of another world
        Of fantasies ethereal,
          yet profoundly real
        Earthy, yet ether's child
        My chocolate sweetness 
          in distant lands
       A darkened flower of 
          refined passion
       My purple orchid




4



When the wind comes swirling a fall palette of oak and paper birch,
And the breath of morning is a soft fog upon your lips,
The blessings of summer linger in your eyes and in your arms.

Then, when the shimmer of Winter's stars
Recast rough fields into pastures of soft blue silk,
I scratch your image on frost-crusted panes
And find you laughing in every icy reflection 
And dancing at every hearth.

In Spring you are there in every verdant expectation, 
In every budding promise,
There, in every reawaking stream
And in every captive sun drop, gleaming from its dewy prison.
You are there, too, gleefully present, 
In the chorus of newborn voices impatiently tuning
For Summer's grand oratorio.

Then
Paced by the keen rhythms of our own desires
At last we dance,
You and I in the full radiance of the High Solstice,
Twirling in the buttery moonlight,

We;
Transformed, immortal, a new constellation gleaming in the night sky,
Twin diamonds set together,
Forever.




5


Her beauty alone my eyes have seen,
My eyes have seen her stunning face, 
Her stunning face no artist dreams,
No artist dreams such gentle grace.

Such gentle grace could God create,
Could God create such a wondrous thing,
A wondrous thing that blessed my soul,
My soul now hears the seraphs sing.

The seraphs sing when love exists,
When love exists two hearts will share,
Two hearts will share an eternal love,
An eternal love they'll both declare.

They'll both declare a love for each,
A love for each to last till death,
Till death at last removes the love,
The love that's lost with their final breath.

  


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I love you, I loved you & I'll love you everlastingly.
No matter what the world says,
if 100 years I get to live,
loyal I am,
loyal will be,
& when dying I'll confess that I love thee.

I don't forget you for a second, a minute or even an hour,
not while sleeping, nor while awake,
& if in this world I love you,
I'll love you then after death too.