POETRY: OF AIR THAT YOU HAVE SHARED WITH ME

Might I describe to you in detail
my passions and desires for you?
May I share with you, my love,
your truest beauty through my eyes?
Sweeter than the air I breathe
is your voice in my straining ear.
The comfort of your hand in mine
will ever allay my deepest fears.
To feel you quiver at my touch,
it is the warmth of the summer sun.
You hold me as if to never let go
and we overcome the pain of the world.
Refreshing as the rain on my face
your laughter heals my very soul.
Pray, my love, this dream never ends
and I will not know a day without you.


2


My love for you swells deep in my heart,
and seeps through every pore;
I long to hold you in my arms
and love you--nothing more.

But when I pull you close to me,
you sweetly shut the door;
And pain exhales silently,
and mutes the lion's roar.

With mangled mane and vanished pride,
he knows not what to do;
So from the toothless jaws whispers...
my heart alone for you


3

Somewhere, in every breath I steal,
there is a trace, however small may be,
of air that you have shared with me,
of your love that was made to heal.

Any star that winks up?in the sky,
and keeps you in its delicate light.
Stands guard on my command, all night,
On my word, keeps vigilance on you, my love!

Every sea, every ocean shrinks in size,
Every cloud in the shrouded day,
Seems to have driven away,
My reason so logical and wise.

My blood boils with fervent heat
Intoxicated with amorous sensuality
Invigorated with egoistic sexuality,
Just sighing for the time we?ll meet.

Distance... separation, it?s all in the mind,
It?s a legendary fable that needs no woe...
Romantic and gentle, a candle-light dinner for two
How many suns will ignite when we finally meet in kind?

 


4


It is sonnet night in my soul, 
the poetry floods me.
In the dimness of your room
your eyes of charm glisten.

My heart overflows with infinite happiness
when I feel your eyes smile on me in silence.
The warmth of your enchantment illuminates the night;
it seems that the moon always accompanies you.

In you everything is poetry... from the feet to the head.
Your eyes the color of wet grass
point out the way to reach your soul.

Tonight in sonnets I will walk with your soul.
I will drink of your source until my thirst is satiated
in the deep ocean of your sweet loving.