Lost In You

The knots of your words have slowly begun opening for me. Through the sweet scent of your presence. They have awakened a sleeping bird which rested in my heart. I don’t know about anyone All I know is that I have found peace in your presence. Because the want for knowledge of the hidden is lost. As your fragrance touches the air. I want to feel your closeness in my heart. You are sitting here in front of me yet your distance is more than I’ve ever felt. These trials of your love, for me they seemed easy. But now every grade is harder than the previous. You have started a river of love, which runs from your heart to mine. Yet I thought again if I should close my heart from you. They say to me that I speak like a disbeliever, If only they had seen through my eyes. Or the eyes of the corpses that lay here. No matter how many times I wrote to him, there was no answer. Sinners don’t get answers. But through his light you came and gave me The answer of love, that I had never read before. Maybe I should die, or maybe I should live a little, I don’t know the answer to my burning question. But Dying would make my pain easier, and living would suffocate me. Who is it that I live for, and what is my purpose? If I search for you, I am expected to follow the laws of religion And if I don’t then I am without faith. Then maybe staying in between with you is better. You are like my dopamine or a wind of euphoria. You change me for a while, lift me off the floor. For hours or days. Sometimes minutes and seconds. Then you wear off, and I long for your dose again. It is your love that keeps me close to you, Otherwise, how would I have found you? It isn’t my love, or else I would have run away already. The chains of pain that followed me everywhere, Have slowly begun falling off. As new feathers of love grow on me. But the weight of feathers can be more than the weight of chains. When the expectation of love overpowers the will, When we begin wanting more than we’re getting. That is when the feathers of love begin suffocating. But even if I stray away or expect too much from you, I hope you can keep me in your safety. Or if not, then I may die a silent death. Surely, in love silence is sometimes better.