Love is to love you II

Your energy is costantly vibrating upon my skin....mingling with my astral self.
My kisses are looking forward to inhaling your body scent..
While our existance stands as a proof of divinity, this incarnation feels like a blessing.
Immortal love, tenacious through the eras, a renegade of human laws.
I've been praying for your mirage in my reality. I've been yearning for you, searching for your figure in my fantasy, miscarried it and now I incur in it.
How could I imagine you are as real as the morning sky, vital to me as its sun to humanity?
My physical body is struggling to approach the mind and spirit that it considers to be mine.
This is a reality superior to others.
Enticed by the consciousness' eucharist, irresolute about whether it shall breathe or not, I sway..
But you balance my fears with your ritual of rebirth.
Make me a captive of your magic, my sage.
'mur moromor prem..'
Those drops of light blind me, they last forever..Only the language of soul can describe my inner state towards you.
I'd burn all my energy for a sparkle in your eyes, those that carry the superficial calm of the universe and the secrets of our creation.
My enlightened one, bohemian beauty.
A siren song that called our souls...
The paradigm of wholeness.