Claudia Moscovici

The painful poignancy of desire

My love, I will come to you tonight

My love, I will come to you tonight
To make waves of desire in the stillness of your sleep
Without causing a storm, without perturbing your dreams.
I will flow along the softness of your skin
As a summer wind, as a tranquil stream.
And my gift to you will be the light of the sun,
A prism of feelings with the power of song.
Since with you this brief moment we call human life
Is a chasm we cross in a thrilling flight.
And if in your sleep, you will fly with me,
I promise to love you and be true to thee;
To welcome you warmly with a burning heart;
To the infinite space of our mortal love.