The flashes of your soul come through to me, they some-how are reflected inside of me. I’ll let myself melt away in the emotion as of itself.
Often in my world I’m off with the sun, moon and stars and then suddenly I float beyond the clouds and enter the world of the core.
Desire doesn’t call, neither passion but the inner urge of your groin infused with mine. The hold of an endless melody as you pour your tears onto me and I mine with you. . the wait to melt within eachother without remorse. To stare courageously in the eyes of the oceans deep, the beholders bridge to eternity.
The breath in sync as you breathe me and I you. The fault were not in our eyes, we entered that way. We drive and embark the energetic motion of life through our hearts vein, the muscle lane.. the pumping chain – locking us into the deepest merge of immortal DNA’s. I can’t catch a breath no more, because melting means you have taken me away from it, slowly.. yet still I am seated in this exctasy with you. Don’t imagine us, feel us. . . know the twists and turns our hearts take to build this divine page – we enter into it.. we write it in eachothers hearts.
Could you ever feel me? Did you ever feel me? Did you analyze my secrets? We share our heart-beat because we share our love, we feel eachothers love, we know eachothers love.
Laying down you cuff my cheeks into your hands, your forehead against mine as your strength and aura rise to spiritually wrap me into you. I’m interwined with your mind as you are mine.. this is beyond me, beyond you..beyond us.
You rock me, honestly.. craddling my heart.
Am I to continuously melt into you? Am I to continously let go?
Give up my strength to become the essence you know and long to see..behind the veil of this limited body.
His tears of love are not pain or hurt, neither passion but they are his strength to share with me – his honour to carry me, his power to love me, deeply as he desires too – the way he knows he wants too – and to do this honestly.. no matter how he feels.
The motion is our honeymoon, our sweet hidden light.
Where your peculliar being is open to me, and I to you.
It is us now, just us two.
No one is around to know, I will know because you want to show me.. you want to hold me through it and guide me through it. It’s deeper than what we imagined because we push and pull – yet the heart cries in us both.. it won’t stop crying for us to centre this feel as one.
I’m here, I’m here.. you can release it to me – I will carry it all with you.. I will cling to you through it all, I will give myself away selflessly to you so you can find the soft touch in your strength to be refined.
Stop if you need to, talk to me if you have too, your expressions may change but my heart knows your expression.. it knows why it’s breathless and as you guide me – I’ll share in this with you.
You look deep into me, I see you. . .
It’s more than me, and you or us isn’t it.
It’s un-noticed in yourself but you pay attention and all you want is not to pay attention – not to notice but to silently release everything you are and ever thought you were away..
You want me to see him, you want me to recognize him again, to be strengthened by his presence.. but not as I think he is.. but as he is.. as he really is. You want to unfold him to me. He may not be as I imagined, he may not be what I expect – but he’s a part of me because he wants to be, because he feels me and I feel him but mostly because I am him and he is me.
You look into me to show me, he’s here, his innocence is all here. I can see, don’t hide him. . . share him with me.. we can grow and mould together in this. . we need our heartbeats.
Our Heartbeats don’t lie, we know what we want. .
Eternal Spirit knows what we want, knowing what we feel..
If we could disappear into eachother we would, we would transfigure in eachothers arms.. is it to much for us?
I feel you just as much as you want to feel me closer, with you, in you, by you.
It’s strange isn’t it? How weird we both are..
How much we really feel, what we really want to give – over-whelming to our deepest parts.
The confessions of a Heartbeat.