That’s right. You are perfection. For you the world exists. For you, I exist. I could ask for nothing more nor could you be anything less. Can you not see why I love you so completely?
Do not be afraid to speak, my twilight, my dawn!
I smell the sweet scent of your presence. It is the scent of ancient worlds. Why is that?
It surprises you?
No, strangely enough. It causes me to forget where I am.
Where you are is right here, in this scent, as am I.
Oh, do not confuse me. Do not tell me things you know I will not understand. Let me just be here in your arms. That’s all.
Then I shall kiss your forehead just so and search the back of your neck with my lips.
What do you expect to find?
Why, mysteries, of course! Mysteries and more mysteries!