Honeymoon

Ouch, you have orchestral touch. I have heavenly pleasure.
No words, no sound, let the music of silence spread.
No boundaries, no pointed indication, let liberty be enjoyed.
No enticing, no sensation, let me be imbibed.
No memory, no repentance, let me be lost.
No more chance, no revival, let me be forgotten.
No objection, no-obligation, let me be admissible.
No permission, no hesitation, let only be submission.
No feeling, no thrilling, let only be healing.
No sorrow, no joy, let only be happy tears.
No summer, no winter, let only be spring.
No solace, no arrogance, let me be in an embrace.

My almighty, I want to mingle with you to forget my entity. You are the reason for my separation from you. I want to restrict to you but you are the reason for my – me, mine, myself – deviation from you. I want to be your object and you are the reason for my devotion. I want to leave but you are the reason for my continuity.

As I am part of you, I have the remorseless right to have demand to be with you. I have many wishes to be fulfilled by you. I have seen your natural world, turning into an artificial trench, holding supremacy on the pretension of your intentions. You are under unprecedented questions by self-declared Gods on earth. Everything is confusing. You have been interpreted on earth, according to the will of the mighty one. You are the virtual means of threatening, in the name of the creator.

Abstaining from all confusion, I want to be with you, on your honeymoon forever. No relation, no self but the spiritual honeymoon. You dive deep into me for spiritual ecstasy. You see and I will sink. Your breathing is my sensation. Your indication is my message. Your grace is my treasure. Your target is my surrender. All celestial bodies will be our homes. We will fly on clouds with windy wings. Sun and Moon will be our path showers. Stars will illuminate our nights.

You are my limit. All wishes start with you and end with you. Let me revolve around you. I want to be no more.  

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