When these thoughts of you intrude, when I feel
your presence at night, when I'm in the nude, and
I suspect you would like it very much, and you would
show me paradise, as you promised long ago
When I hear your whispered request to grant you
sweet absolution even before you demand the love
that has been yours from before the beginning of
time, from before the concept of love was defined
From before this age and this world; when I bequeath
you the right to take what is rightfully yours - and
always has been, and forever will be; the right to
hold me tight before the exploration begin
The right to possess me body and mind, not only
my thoughts, but my soul, and everything in-between;
and you know absolution has been granted already
sweet forgiveness is yours for evermore, because
The love that you seek is yours to keep as I have been
created to show you the love that you saw in your dreams,
the love that only you can describe, that only your whispers
can evoke in my heart…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Louise. What a lovely and soulful way to start your postings, here in our little community! I will definitely keep an eye out for more of your work. Dewald