24 January 2024, Amsterdam
When the small stars glow and grow
and spark in your eyes,
the temptation deepens
to touch you.
The desire for a kiss,
vanishes.
Can you believe it, when I got lost
in your tender beauty,
ineffable!
It was not easy,
to count the rain drops,
to see the hovering wings of a hummingbird
and the flow of our kisses,
after our first meeting in the woods.
I thought that I had left a note,
carved on an insurmountable cliff,
but I admit
that I had drawn a heart on the beach.
The water colours of love gradually faded,
when someone else
emerged in the scenery.
Even in the lavender fields
the dancing butterflies were haunted.