My Beloved
I breathe
The words of my Beloved
They encircle me, round and round
And I inhale them, down
To the densest formation of atoms
In my body
I dance
In the verse of my Beloved
From her flowing rhythm, I bend
And pluck immortality
Because my Beloved writes for me
She writes on my soul
I wander
In the writings of my Beloved
Like some myth
On a secret page of literature
Kept sacred by the gods
Born from her lips, and caressed
By her hands
I sing
Every line penned by my Beloved
Like perfect constellations
Set in the sky
How sweetly she pens
Her letters to me:
They carry the glow
Of infinite moons
And I write
Because she exists
I write
Because of my Beloved.
The words of my Beloved
They encircle me, round and round
And I inhale them, down
To the densest formation of atoms
In my body
I dance
In the verse of my Beloved
From her flowing rhythm, I bend
And pluck immortality
Because my Beloved writes for me
She writes on my soul
I wander
In the writings of my Beloved
Like some myth
On a secret page of literature
Kept sacred by the gods
Born from her lips, and caressed
By her hands
I sing
Every line penned by my Beloved
Like perfect constellations
Set in the sky
How sweetly she pens
Her letters to me:
They carry the glow
Of infinite moons
And I write
Because she exists
I write
Because of my Beloved.