Young Love

Instant sparkle - 
and I notice
my doubts like an ice sculpture 
melting away.
I can feel the warm waters of tranquility
and the softness of hopes 
smoothing the edges 
of the crumbling walls around my heart.
Thinking of all I wish I could say,
I make myself translucent
to let you reach for the words 
unspoken.
Shimmering candlelight illuminates 
our joy
while we sink deep into each other’s eyes.
Deep beneath the surface 
our souls are inseparable,
and we lose the ability to distinguish 
dreams from reality...
It no longer matters whether we are dreaming
or creating; 
whether we are wishing
or experiencing.
To the mind and the heart, 
it is all one and the same.
There may be no explanation
for this connection,
but I feel its gentle hands
embracing the eternity.

1999