07. November 2005, 19:10 Uhr, Sinn

Bless me with your being

You look at me until my soul.
So beautiful like you are,
the shine of creation into the mirror of your eyes until at the infinite,
to be infused from light.
I gravitate in to sadness because I feature nothing you could adore.
And all my being wind up into your unsearchable abyss of your own.
I gravitate in inscrutability.
I levitate until a space,
a place only for us to be there.
Let me dream of you in deepest aspiration.
At my dream I will love you.
May I belong to you make you happy and be happy if ever you smile for me.

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