Impassioned

This is the sound of fire and flame
The whispers of pure whiteness, the color of the cotton sheets tangled around us
The crackling of embers lighting behind your eyes
A mute, deep, tangible hush, like that in a church before dawn breaks

This is the touch that moves like a falling leaf in a storm
Lighting gently on warm skin, to cause an almost indiscernable shiver
Caressing so that tenderness seems equal to an avalanche
And passion equal to the tempest of all lovers in ages past

This is how we rise, all encompassing, to meet the dawn as it's breaking
Seeing the universe and its billions of stars etched in the glory of your face
The impassioned Gods contained in the wonder of your flesh and blood
The poets flowing forth from your lips in an ecstacy of Life

This is how we crumble together
This is how we sleep wrapped in eachother, skin to skin
This is how we dream

Transcendance and Translation

Before you were born, I floated within you
Before you could talk, I spoke to your heart, soul and mind
Before you had learned to love fully, I fully loved you
I have helped shape the mountains to your footsteps
The clay to your hand
As you mold your world to fit your spirit
I gave voice to the inner thoughts of the trees and the rocks
Translating as your hand touched, crossing over
Transcending and descending to your deepest parts
The oceans are nothing compared to the tears I have shed for you
The deserts are cold compared to the fire I feel for you
The heart of the earth is a beating thing
The magma its blood
What pain have I endured for you, my One, my Only
What cutting, destruction, and poisons do I suffer for love of you
What burning agonizing bliss, what fiery possessive passion
For you, you, are the culmination of all my eons
And for you, inside you, will I live