I Love You, You The Hidden Beloved Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

When will you, lift the veil revealing your love for me
So manny masks, images, but fountains in the desert
I love you, as the birds sing, i imagine your solg
The beloved which is hidden, takes my hand, we walk to utopia
You are my treasure, and as good as garlands
People sneer at you, but they don see what is so beautifull
my darkness, is illuminated by you, and your beauty
The grace as you make life, look like a ballerina, practicing
You make my life meaningfull, like a big supper, satisfied, flesh to flesh, yes but i searched and found you in the garden plot, the noise, all expressed, joy which i craved for, i saw you in therefection in the lake, i may have lost, but the goddess will return, again, the wind will blow, the start of a fire.