The Pool of your Eyes, The Fool before Beauty

The Pools of Your Eyes. The Fool before Beauty.

I have finally seen through to you and you to me. Our thoughts now shape each other into something that begins a life of its own. Our minds met and I found you daring. You looked at me and found me surrendering. I lived this life without you for so long that I forgot how simple it is to fall for someone. This rope I’ve been holding with one knot on its end has held me up forever. My arms were never realized as being so weakened by these feet and it is with these arms that you strengthen. These arms command me to do nothing but hold you for its all they know how to to. This time for someone else as I bring to you my everything. I bring to you all of my strengths and weaknesses but in your light I leave myself out. Use them to your liking they have never held something so precious. They know this from their frailty but know something else that has been forgotten. I have reached into this fountain so many times as the water fell through my fingers for the last time as yours held mine to drink.

The light between us now shines and others see look how they look at me. I see my soul finally in they only eyes that should yours and how they adore me. This is what all the mystics and gurus speak when you and I meet. Bliss within time can become boring but with you I find something daring. My barriers and meaningless definitions evaporate with complete understanding as they are laid to a futile waste by your boundless wonder. I was homeless always seeking for something to satisfy a craving now met and I find it no longer yet. Is this possible or is this a dream that family is coming into my life. I have found this world indifferent to itself which to me is the highest sin but you come and bless me from that infinitely sad understanding. Love is just a word when I find myself with you but our understanding of this dimension only for lovers brings more than can be discovered. I have never danced, I know that now I have only held on, there is something to dancing that is blissful.

Marriage is sacred in one respect, the union of two who never met. We see each other there and no other while others watch and stare at what we are together. We will marry just once but it will be all over the reality we have shaped.

Perhaps just the unspoken belief between us that we have a child. Bring a part of you and a part of me into liberation together. We will share this with someone else who believes that she is only a part of us. Together through the years we will shape this being into a gift to the world and everyone will know its name that we had given it. As it grows may it bring us to yet another dimension known only to parents and their children and may something so high aboves catch a glimpse of something perfect.