swans

You know how the energies
Are felt.
How the touches are warm.
How the smiles are tender.
How the hugs are endless.
How the looks are sweet.
How the tongues are velvety.
You know it. Deep down.
Your soul is feeling all of this.
All of the cosmic energies.
And so is mine.
It's wonderful when you see
That person by whom
You're appreciated.
And who admires you for
Being you. And they bring a bit
Of your feelings inside themselves.
And you bring a bit of smells, touches,
A mix of voices like birds.
Birds flying high.
To a mountain where nobody goes.
Only them. Those birds who have found
The meaning of passionate sensations.
Careless preocupations.
Emotional tensions.
Unspoken rituals.
(Un) Predicted ideas.
And everything is done
In such an harmony that
The birds become swans.
*This has been inspired by the wonderful Natalia Lafourcade's song Tú sí sabes quererme (en manos de Los Macorinos).