The Skin on my Love
The skin on my love
only feels the color
of its body
when you
touch it.
The skin on my love
has forged
a relationship
with the walls
surrounding your heart.
My skin
can sense
the things
you have
in mind.
My heart knows less
than the skin on my love.
The skin on my love
is the sheet
of our lives
woven together
into a single base.
It (the skin) would have
the color,
the way
we think and talk
about love.
He loves me
And i follow it
with more love.
This is the color.
Our skin
does not only make
the outer structure
of our bodies
but the shape
of our inner-happiness
and love too.
The skin on my love
is prone to age,
fatigue and
decay.
Why shall there be any worries?
The skin on my love
would be asked
to make way.
There shall be no worries
There'd be nothing left to do more.
There shall be no worries.
We have
created
a wonderful experience
which is
not going
to be
faded away
by time.
The skin on my love
would dissemble,
disembark
and dissolve
into the
source of
light.
You would
have a new type
of skin growing.
Your hands and Your face
does not only
make a part of your life alone
when in love.
The skin on my love
is sacred
union of
souls merging
and getting
to become one.
Only after knowing that
oneness survives
in all different shapes
and objects of life.
The skin on my love
is painted by the air.
And by the thought
that how beautiful this love is.