Slow soft thoughts
moving like a cloud
all waiting to meet you on a sky
beholding the present.
Aware of the latent
enchantements
which bids me to one step closer
to look into your depths.
the burning sensations,
searching for new
susceptibilities in me.
who else can be more fragile
than i am
its trembling provokes
tenderness
a magic rhapsody is hiding
everywhere, in everything
in the wind, becoming
its softness
in your eyes,becoming its glow
on the lips of silence, becoming
its understanding