When You Come

From the bottom of my heart, I lay words on the parchment of time, a humble plea to the celestial expanse. I implore the sky to shower its blessings upon your path, to water your feet with the dew of affection, and to bewilder you with the beauty of blossoms. In the labyrinth of existence, where paths twist and turn, I yearn to find you at the day’s end, in the golden hues of the western horizon.

As I traverse the winding path of the present, your love is my compass, guiding me towards a future where my path straightens, leading me to you. I rise with the dawn, stirred from slumber by the sweet anticipation of your presence. I yearn to greet you with a kiss, a tender touch before the wind can caress your face.

As the day surrenders to the night, I surrender to the realm of dreams, a rendezvous with your spirit in the ethereal world. And when you arrive, I beseech you to come, to let your soul seep into the fabric of my being, to breathe life into my existence.

When you come, I implore you to come, to pour your essence into the vessel of my body, to fill the void within me. In your presence, I find my purpose, my reason for being. Your arrival is not merely a visit, but a homecoming. For in the sanctuary of my heart, you have found a dwelling. Feel at home in me, for my heart is your abode, and my love, your eternal refuge.

Copyright ? Beatriz Esmer