My feet
must walk
I command them
to bring me
closer to you.
My mouth
must talk
so I can speak
on this love
I’m so into
This brain
may it think
A million million ways
to venerate the ink
these hands
Manipulate skilfully
interweaving strands
providing selflessly
a perceivable link
between nothing
and everything
Where you exist
The rest
takes shape
according to
what we insist,
and the decisions
we make.
So I walk faster
speak clearer
Write beautifully
this love letter to you.
Avoiding disaster,
Holding dearer
To our unity,
Sweethearts beating
Together in truth