And I will bite you i will bite you into mine-ness no – no matter how many people use the pronoun. No matter how they use it No matter when they use it
I will be by you so tight so truly so deeply so that our brains will be one and our breaths as well.
I’ll turn that into the norm changing both our lives for better We’ll be ONE so much that’ll be a blasphemy for anyone else to call you “mine“.
They’ll see it, they’ll feel it. I said i am yours, and yours only. I cannot be anyone else, you said the same to me and trust is our foundation.
I bite You into mine-ness hard and constantly. and that is no blasphemy.
The more You love the more intense the bliss the more acute Your senses the higher the joy for things others don’t see the bitter the pain for every missed moment.
I watch, I always do it, I’ll always do it. I care, I worry, I smile. I promised to do it, and I will always do it. I did it because it is joy, it is something I wish, and also because I thought I could bring something I could be goodness. When we make those promises we do have those thoughts too, the bold feel that we can be something good for the other, as She is for us. I promise I’ll be there, and I am, not for one day, not just in good times. It is not a nice dress that I hide when the storm comes, to put it in the cabinet, and take it out again when the sun shines. The blanket of love is always there. That’s what love is, what a bonding promise is about. It is not something to be ashamed when a stain of mud is thrown on it, it is not something I retract and give, it is not carrot and stick, I do not want people to think my Beloved deserves less than the best, no matter of the season.
I watch, care, worry, and smile when a smile illuminate Her face. Truth be told, I would like to be the spark of those smiles, yes, and indirectly I’d love to be the spark of any of Her smiles. Each and any, and this is bad, but it is good. Because if You Love it it natural to wish the joy, and to wish to bring it. It is natural to wish to share it, and hope it will inspire smiles and good bonds to others too. This is it, for me. Simply.
I promise, and I am presence, in joy and moods, bad moons and good moons, I am presence and I will be always there, watching with Love, giving love, silent if needed. Accepting and sometimes battling, under the dome of an Oath, that is foreverness, and in a non-stop continuum.
On the sand I doth carve love In round glyphs, simple verses chanted at dusk
Naked I got no stars in my pockets Standing staring at the face of the nascent evening In our shore, illuminated by the bonfires
I chant for us, beaten, yet stronger than the pulsing youth we had which one day will end Yet it’d us created, us, now by this ardent fire On this shore under the the nascent moon and the dancing flames.
Tell me You want me happy. Whisper me that and under my skin a sweet wild river for you will dance my woman spirit and Your mouth will drink it quenching our thirst.
Tell me of my place, as me say Yours you are my within burning torch Tonight, in the shade the burning sphere under this nascent moon Of a springtime night
Feel the happiness you own, if You just spread Your winged arms to collect my heart, my glyphs Your sadness will be past, such as mine
Turned into a nova of falling stars. lighting the shore, where once there was a little fire
We have not been given many things. That is, because the few we got, most valuable they are. They are hidden amidst a million others a zillion apparently important shiny things, trying to pull us here and there.
Wise and blessed is the one using the little lights as a guide to move through all their shiny roads and the noises they produce.
Truth is one of such pearls. Humility is one of such pearls. Respect is one of these pearls. Be armed and dressed of those little lights ’cause nothing else will be needed.
Love will shine where it exists. Greed will be driven out. Peace will be enjoyed in laughter. Depth could be lived in its entirety.
Droplets of my Soul 