An Open Letter To My Celestial Lover

An Open Letter To My Celestial Lover ballad

Photo by Pascal Maramis

If I If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dream.
I’m sorry.
It was the only place I ever wanted to be.
From the fresh breeze of a first love to a sonic jolt of oneness.
Like a rowboat out to sea.
Heavy legs, unsteady.
Maximum effort, exhausting.
Now we’ve caught the tide,
And gently let the water pull us outward.
Smoothness. Water flow. More steady.
Not so desperate for every waking moment.
Quiet confidence in duality.
My weakness is your strength so I feel none.
Bonded we are impenetrable.
Legs of tree trunks. Arms lithe, yet ferocious.
Eyes in tune. I feel your gaze. Voice, breathless.
What was once meteoric is now orbit.
Steady, iron flight. Looking down.
Not in judgement, but complete grasp.
Seeing the future unfold as if by our design.
The mystery, vision all in tune.
And no fear, anxiety – only in passion.

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