She is my feast of dreams
that I hold in tight embrace
Like my wholeness
is depending on it
I feel her beneath my skin
Entangled and entwined
to every part of me
Keeper of my secrets
Holder of my hand
and giver of ecstasy
She is both far and dear
To me my beloved lover
is significant to my entire
existence
She is everything
She is this rare type of love
that exists in poems
and on pages of books
is riven through songs
and bigger than life
Something
I never thought I could find
Yet she made It true, out of the blue
Casting her spell
~
Of my secrets she says
“My lips are sealed
for your secrets
were a closed book
when we met
Now I enjoy your tales
I shall be your precious diary
The vulnerability you share with me
I treasure tremendously
and I shall protect at all costs
Like I do my very own
Only ever I will
keep your heart
In safety of our nest
with the wisdom of my heart”
