"Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.”
Kahlil Gibran
I am born of sun,
of water, sky, and sand,
I am one with the earth.
The wind sings gentle rhymes
from the soft purple
of the jacaranda tree.
All I have ever dreamed
becomes sacred
in your presence;
I am intoxicated with
your magic, and
I dance to your rhythm.
I have become a flower,
and you are the dew,
a crystal drop
showering my soul.
I embrace our new love,
endless beginnings.