The Mystery of You
Do falling stars have strength to grant a dream
to lonely poets who have lost their way?
What quilting could be woven with no seam
that covers naked bodies as they lay?
What fragrant scent enraptures lonely minds
and captures in its bond passionís desire?
Will thoughtful words become the tie that binds
with honest oaths to love they both aspire?
The sound of wishful silence of your tear
is music to the soul that breathes you in.
To mystic intellect I now draw near,
is this enchantment where love will begin?
What kind of dreamerís maze must I walk through
to be inside the mystery of you?