Merging Poem by Ruerd Visser

Sweat as tears my blood flows for you.
My heart is rushing like the wind,
at every oportunity to hear and see you.
Dare we merge as to kindred spirits.
O let us long for what seemed impossible
at first.
Striken as we are by the univetible disapointment
that live seems to be for those unsure of their selfworth.
Let us reach a distant shore and revisit an ancient
realm. Where we are soothed and loved,
for who we are.
Just like that, nothing else mathers anymore
then to be in the presence of love itself now.