With you...

…will lift you in my arms, walk long, with your eyes on me all along, in a place were no mortals exist but trees feathers its soft offspring’s over us as if to bless, you will sit in my lap and my palms over you hip.  You will close your eyes in shy rest your head on my shoulder and make me fly. 

When I play the lyre with-no-string with my finger over your hip you will sing for it in my ears and move your body like petal blooming out from its node.  And when I suffice my lips on your cheek the thousandth time you, in my ear, will whisper one more time.

When we are closer like the sea and the blue, you will shrug love with a hug closer than the god and an atheist.  ‘I feel a great distance’ when I say you will clutch your arms over my neck to pierce my chest.

They sky will shower its shadow over us when I am deep in your clutch and you in my arms; we will neither sleep nor stay awake.  O! Who could understand the state of trance that exist between the lust and crush like a thin twine stronger then iron.  When I breathe in your hug and you breathe in my neck; we will allow no air between us neither the light of crescent moon.

It is not embrace nor caress but the language of love only we could heed to live the life of two in one.  It is not the water caressing the fire to put it out but the river flowing in to the sea to convert itself to cloud in the sky to get together.  I will see you with closed eyes and you will listen to my words with closed lips. 

When to get apart, who has to decide!  It’s not you or me but our soul which has commuted into a different body in a confusion who is me and who is you.  We will neither sleep not move a bit until the sun warms our soul to clear its perplexity to find who is who and get back to its original body.  Though it’s a sin to get apart but it has to be committed for the mortal beings will pull their eyes out of the head and throw it like a stone to hurt us…  love is written in the language of nature you can heed but understand not.