Wednesday, September 5, 2001

My Love

 

An ubiquitous fire encompasses

A diffident soul,

Exulting passions yet unknown.

Be still my heart,

Press gently on my lips and

Give me breath

My love.


Graceful turns on measured steps

An evanescent duet,

My Lead and lover in minuet. 

Be still my heart,

Spin your dance for me and

Take my hand

My love. 


[1998]

P.S. I love you

She dared not open her lips to speak. Her mouth was already full of his name.