I whisper softly into the wind to protect you
I send a talisman of fortune to surround yours with good
You walk on the fringes of dangerous calamity
Yet you protect so many others by placing yourself
On the front lines
My love the bittersweet of every kiss every glance.
Every trace of every space you have ever encompassed.
Within me past the barriers that held me down prisoner.
I would give it all again and again for but just a chance.

To relive continuously the blessing of knowing & growing.
The intermix of our essences and our engagement of union.
I live it in my mind as the days pass I count awaiting the dance.
With every second and breath you infuse me with the sowing.

Deny me not precious moments which shall keep my company.
During the sequestered respite and the lonesome inferno.
Of both passion and solitude transformed into nostalgia.
Yet the company of these times spent are a total necessity.

Unlike Ghost of you, you shall return not a ghost but a phantom.
Of both victory & conquest a true warrior as a man of arms that you are.
Not on your shield but of your own volition forces will yield to thee.
Our eyes & lips will meet in celebration of battles won.

You and I are one with the cosmos a plethora of bursting pride.
Every moment apart is just but a reminder of what it shall be.
In exile, in a torture chamber of Kronos of Saturn the time keeper who you he hides.

Surrendering to the limitation, to the restriction, to the separation.
In silence in that solitude there will never be
enough pictures to console me, to fulfill me… there will never
be.
Enough nights spent, not enough kisses to fulfill my endlessly
insatiable passion and desire, a never ending craving to hold you in my arms.

We have this time now, let me not be a love in vain awaiting.
Let no time abate and let not a moment of poetry go by.
Without an expression even in your silence.
Even in no response I fill you with the words that come from
the very heart that beats for you my warrior.

Yes, this is love. Every word. Every letter.
In reaching out. In not fearing a judgment.
Neither caring to appear weak or vulnerable or to open up.
to the wellspring of intense emotion and convulsion of both
feeling and movement.
Your love makes me better.
I surrender to that love in sharing just how much you
mean to me. Just how proud I am of you.
So let not a day or night for that matter, go by without
you knowing that I love in entirety.

Of that you can be sure that all that was ~
Now is invisible to the eye ~~~
Sprawled out beneath in depths of amorous devotion and splendor.

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