Love (q)

All my life, I walked, distrusting the myth called love, which I am starting to feel now. So, precious, so great, confiscate my despair. You are the beacon as I am walking through the cold valley at night, your exuberance shining like a twinkling star, capturing my heart, making me forget the blisters of the fog through the night.

You are the blossom which has foreshadowed my long walk here through the endless horizon from the seas to the highest mountains in this valley.

I feel alone, so desperate in need of your love. My wit and imagination foretelling that it's going to become true, your love for me and mine for you You are the perfect one, the one who has shed light in the endless horizon through this valley called Life.