Let yourself be inspired by my words

Let yourself be inspired by my words

oh beloved

let my poetry sink in your heart

and reawaken yours

love is at hand reach really

beyond the paper thin wall

behind which you are still hiding

cut yourself a door, a window

it is enough to softly blow on the paper

and whisper a prayer

for it to consume itself

and leave us once again

looking into one another’s eyes

surprised to have been so close all these months

parted by a curtain of iron

but we have now molten the ore

and with it wrought candelabras

to light the cathedral of our understanding

and songs are rising from my heart and yours

words are dancing anew under above the ceiling

bringing in the light of stars and that of the moon

and the vibrancy of dancing fireflies

in the vegetal leaves of our inner cathedral