In every breath of mine,
I have held you in joy and agony alike;
Every time I closed my eyes,
With wrinkled lids and trembling lashes,
I dreamed a dream
Of you and me, Forever!
I have owned you, darling,
In my innocent aspirations and childlike desires;
In my brutal vulnerability,
And, in love’s destruction of my soul!
In a world that I call my own,
We have danced, arm in arm,
To beats of thunder, beneath pouring heavens;
And savoured the sweetness of wet mud;
We have soaked our feet in sand,
And resisted the might of magnanimous waves,
As they tried to sweep us off our feet;
We shook a little, but didn’t fall;
Our love, Oh! So strong!
I have held you in my smile, at the sight of a fresh rose,
And in my amusement at the enormity of the night sky;
I have owned you in the bliss of solitude,
And lived a million lives, in a world that I call my own;
I have loved a mysterious love, my darling!
Alas! You might have never known.