Always With You by S. Anne Gardner

In the silence is the rapture. We sow and we reap; the harvest, the golden wheat or the field of yellow roses. With Love there is no beginning and no end. How sweet the water from the spring of life. In every word spoken I find the bliss of my soul in the beauty of my love, in you my sweetness. I fly like the eagle and yet my spirit leaves the limitations of the bird's flight behind. Like the phoenix the heavens are but a stop to a greater plain. You are the rapture that calls me to flight. I soar with this heart that only knows that it must beat or die.

You are the color of the flower. Its sweet scent envelopes and holds the soul forever. You are the whisper in the wind that with its music brings forth the dreams that make up our life. In the silence that speaks volumes is the bliss of the unspoken. In the silence ….Oh my sweetness in the silence that is love.

In the ticking of the clock and the piano that longs to release the music that is bursting to be born. The ivory keys beg to be touched and I long for your subtle caress on my skin; like the piano that dreams of a symphony my body dreams of the rapture that is you. The music of your sigh; the sounds of lovers eternal in the beauty of a single note played and yet not one word was ever spoken.

You, you and you and you again; your voice is the horn that calls me. And I, I close my eyes and I cannot fight this battle that I know I cannot win. And you, you like something real and unreal pull me to you. And all, all that I know is that loving you is all I know.

On this earth I am human and as such I cannot but look at the stars. A constellation. I long to be a constellation, to be with you, and yet away and above a world that I know nothing of. To feast on that which I love; that with the light I might touch you and bring radiance upon you. A star in the heavens, how I long to be a star in the heavens, always immortal, always in love; always with you.