Bachianas Under the Stars

The crickets In perfect harmony with the frogs Serenade Bachianas outside our window Inspiring the candle to a seductive dance. Tempted by the candle’s charm Your hands shape into a bird That flies to the flawless white ceiling To join her shadow. Your eyes, two stars Brighten your lips As your hands get more and more lost In this Swan Lake. I get lost in your kiddish smile I welcome the blessings of your lips Your hands gliding my body slowly Landing on my hips All I can see are the stars above me. In this archetypal setting Set by you and the universe I surrender my body and soul I become the host to your passions and desires And you patent me. Slowly, Your silky white skin Covers my body And we become one under your heavenly mantle. The river wants to join She raises her voice to announce her grand entrance And with her wide motherly hands She claims our bodies. In her currents We float throughout the night Travelling in the rhythm of Bachianas under the stars Through fields of vanilla scented purple dahlias.