how can this love be anything less than holy,
less than extraordinary.
you live in the dwelling place beneath my dreams,
i wake in you, you in me.
the world falls into place.
your tranquillity make me restless, yearn for more.
how would i ever know what your mind utters
when your lips say my name. unearth me your dreams,
let us meet again and again:
a branch, a red house, you are on the street, i am
behind the window: a glance, a dream, a recollection
of gatherings of memories trickling in
from lifetimes after lifetimes
we have traversed space and time, beyond words and
thoughts, i fall into you as easily as i close my eyes
you are me, i am you