Sometimes I
ask myself
why is our
love a bliss
and your
eyes whisper me the answer.
Each sight
of you is pure pleasure and urgency.
Each think
of you
fills me
with warmth and tenderness.
I never
feel alone
because
your scent is always nearby.
You are my
rain in the desert,
my shelter
in the storm,
my
lighthouse in the dark,
my boat,
my
surrender,
my life.
And when we
make love,
the world
calms down
just not to
disturb us.
Sometimes I
ask myself
why is our
love a bliss
but than I
feel silly
because
each day by your side
is a poem
written in four hands
and that's
the only answer I need.
©Graça Costa
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