Visions of you

My sweetest Lotus,

My dreams are filled of visions of you and I,

Our souls intertwined and bound by an invisible thread,

Like two moths dancing near a flickering flame,

Intoxicated by the presence of each other and God,

And the heat and passion of the glow on our wings.

These dreams are no comparison to the flood of emotions you bring me,

Like the lotus on the swamp, 

You cleanse the impurities of my soul and brings beauty to the world.


Oh Bestower of Light,

Whatever you wrote of love before,

Does not do justice to the truth this simple poet understands,

How can I claim to speak of love,

It is not to be spoken of, 

But to be felt down to your core,

That constant reminder of God in our connections.


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