God Made You For Me - Letters, Worlds Apart Poem by Mari Martin

Storm -

Night is sweet.
So are you.
Your body drives me.
I am ready to journey through the Fire.
To see your smile,
Taste your smile,
Take it
paste it on my soul.
Come soon.
Life is nothing without you.

Fire -

Sweet embrace of my heart
night's sweetness cannot be tasted
unless it is upon your skin.
Fire is but embers
unless it is born of your touch.
You are henna.
Adorn my body.
A thousand lifetimes
will I beg of God
for this continuance
of you.

Storm -

Spread me on your bed.
Kisses on my body,
rainbows of marigolds.
You are inside me.
I am inside you.
Heaven showers flowers.
You are beauty,
power,
poetry.
You are ancient desire.

Fire -

Destroyed in Love.
Born again.
I breathe you.
My eyes are filled with only one.
My heart beats for only one.
You plant the seed of passion
in my womb
there to be nurtured
as a new born child
born of God's touch.

Storm -

God give me a chance
to feed this hunger.
I starve.
I will make poetic love to you.
We will live in each other.
What is life without you?
Wind brings news it is spring.
I am indiffrent.
No one to kiss me.
No one to hold my hand.
No one to show me the way.
to the continent of malliflowers.
No one to read a poem to me, with me.
No one
but my Fire,
My rose.

Fire -

The pain of separation,
tears shed like rivers.
Yearning, constant yearning.
Knowing you pass through me
like sunshine through clouds,
shadow through darkness.
I feel you
as mountains feel wind
blanketing every part,
blowing into caves
lifting earths dust
to become part of it's existance.

Storm -

We will sail in a boat to some island
where no one but our naked sexy shadows
will cast life upon the shore.
We will sit by river side
read poems, dream into each other.
Sleep in caves
till we are awakened by rainbows,
fed by dew.
Drunk on kisses,
we will live as lovers
With God's blessings.

Fire -

The mournful sighs of Nightengale
will sing our song
until we sail,
floating in God's hands
upon the river of Love
that flows from His eyes.
Let my hands touch the water
that is my life
offering malliflowers
as prayers
upon my lips.

Storm -

We will make a bed of marigolds.
You are my sun.
I never had happiness
until you came into my life.
There is no moment you are out of my mind.
In my night you sleep upon my heart.
You walk with me always.
You are poetry.
I am a poet in search of a beautiful world.
You are walking poet.
Two poets live in dreams.
Two poets eat in dreams.
Two poets die in words
to be immortal.
Two poets open their hearts
minds
eyes
stomachs
thighs
caves
mountains.
Words enter words,
become words.
Live forever as poem.
You are with me.
We will be.
God made you for me.