Art by Agnes Cecil
With eyes closed you
Light up within like a candle
Of my spirit, last wings
First faith, hushed tones
Of your divine laughter
I could taste
The melody of your smiles
The vast twinkle in your
Majestic eyes, squinted by nature
Night after night we make art
In a carving all our own
A sculpture of the
Things we say when intimate
It’s a narrative of
Just knowing each other
Together and separately
A harmony of eyes closed
With a total security of
Being there, the turquoise of time
May blast the winds, but you
Still light up within when you sleep
Like a smiling infant
Dreaming of something good.
Wuji Seshat 
Wow! The emotion. I’m taken aback by this piece. My favorite phrase is “i could taste, the melody of your smiles”. You’re painting a beautiful picture of love.
Thank you Rosebud, love should be like art, a feast that reminds us what is sacred.
Yes, you are absolutely right. Mesmerizing words as always. A pleasure to read 🙂
Always, words that hold me captive from the start. Thank you for this beautiful piece, Wuji.