The cardiac dance, a waltz of hidden passions

The cardiac dance, a waltz of hidden passions, has made our feeling a vibrant creature in a fraction of time, O, celestial flyer, from the vault sprinkled with pure light, You have settled like a meditation on my temple, gently swayed by a soft breath. Our love has bloomed in the guise of a budding smile, In the blaze that consumes us, and the breath that tangles in gusts, Desire, that worn talisman of dream, perched in a bent soul, With the breathing of a world that pulses in unison with the year coming to life. We have concluded a dream, an immaterial pact, sealed with the gold of life, You and I, in a second and a mute line, remaining at the horizon of our lips at dawn, From the aftermath of the kiss that transfigured us, in a psalm of liberated love. Our love has transformed into shooting stars over the serene abyss of eternity, But where have these stars lain, and in what realms have they dissipated, Which path did the time take that we tenderly weaved shoulder to shoulder, While the heart sings, with sweet arrhythmias, a longing forever shared.