breath of life
you have created a feast
for my thoughts and dreams to always taste from
you are the fields I would run through all my days
gathering the flowers therein
wafting in the captivating fragrances
the nectar of your body
being the finest honey carried there
pleasing you the least I could do to show my love
for there is never a time I stop loving you
even if stars' luminance fades
or if seas go dry
or air tastes bitter
or the last breath leaves my body
and yet to breathe in once again from your lips
is akin to starting life anew...
