***i Desire Thee*** Poem by aira olayvar

Where true love exist the fire of desire burns,

The flame of its reflexes pictured on our earthly frame.

It takes meaning standing on each other’s part.

That way translates the languages of our hearts.



I desire thee, as I love thee truly…

Every night, every day, every hour and every minute as I breathe –

I longed to have thee with me.



I desire thy touch, I desire thy kiss-

I desire the warmth of thy embrace.

I desire the secret of happiness-

Where the desire of you dwells.



As the desire to write grows with writing…

The desire to sing along with humming-

The desire to dance grow in the souls rhythm…

The desire to be loved grows in loving.

My desire and thy desire create the music of the chords divine.

As Love is the irresistible desire being desired...



I love thee, I desire thee… irresistibly.



-aira