sábado, 8 de fevereiro de 2014

The Region of Love

Give me a word
I give you an image

Give me an image
And I give you an word

Last night you proposed a different game
So long we did not play along mind games
With hearts open free

An Oracle and a Peregrine
You can ask me anything

As you are so close to God
And so close to me

- Give me a word. You said.
I see an image. A Tree.
- I know this Tree.

- Give me an expression.
I want you ask me a question, my Oracle.

And through the Valley of Life and Death
We conduced each other
To the Region of Love

Garden a secret garden with butterflies and flowers just you and me
The ocean with a paradisiac beach and you and me
Night and Day
No oven to cook
No clothes to wear
A cold cave to protect
Fruits and coconuts, vegetables - the natural meal you prepared
And we went to Afrika to see the Lions
And we were ants in a picnic
We left has ladiesbugs and spot two children
Suddenly we became bees - but not the queen - she is not alowed  to leave the honeycomb
And we dance in front of the most beautiful red rose we found
And you wanted to taste the Sunflour also - because they are huge!! Collorfull and they spin
We wnet to abandoned boat adrift at the ocean
We went to Harrold's for a snack and climb elephants
We can ask them for an Albine one, but we probably go to Afrika or India

And we do not need clothes nor things or food
We just love each other everywhere
As light glows

And I ask to see you growing since baby untill your last wrinkle
So I can see the changes but your eyes are the same
And you asked the same
Has we met the time is timeless broken we have no age
We see the Tree of Knowledge and The Tree of Life
We made love in front of them, but we did not collect their fruits
And we saw so many stars

A desert world made just for me and you
All nature
Animals
Untouched

Unseen
Just for you and me
And we just one

And I slept in your arms