Be One

Be One

Look at me wild child.

Your eyes are stabbing
my ancient travelled soul,
with your tender hands
upon the blackened heart.

Promising the world
to never let go.
A candlelight thought
upon lovers scripture.

We the seekers of
bonded enlightenment,
silently speaking
with knowing eyes,
touching and teaching
the inner light of
the lovers soul.

                                                  spb.