The Lover's Chronicles (Part Two)

no, not yet! take my hand, let us walk towards the setting sun. the mountains seem closer, the trees whisper and wait. for the night brings its own sounds, a new and deeper closeness, breaking down the barriers of the need for concepts. open your hands, close your eyes, listen, then let go! of every image you have of self, of want, of need... the bird leaves the nest and never looks back, no longer clinging to a world made of straw... i will love you, first with stillness, then with sounds heard for the first time. i will bring you taste, richness and raw. i will bring you healing, that searches your unnamed sorrows for joy. i will listen to your heart, and hear. i want to know you before we touch... i want to touch you, and know you more!