I do not know how long I am going to live
I do not know how long we shall be together
for you do not belong to me
as much as my heart belongs to you.
I do not know if there is an afterlife as they say there is
but I do know you would forever stay with me
in the conscience of these very moments,
In the carcasses of these ceaseless kisses and caresses,
as an unusual wrack of a love
between a giant man and a little bird.
We had moments of recognition,
the moments of sheer surrender
that our differences could not make any difference,
moments that nothing else in this world seemed to matter
but us,
so real and surreal.
Your hours of rest,
convexed, curled cozy
on concavity between my breasts,
chest to chest, bosom to bosom,
that like hummingbirds suckles
the deep nectar
of my heart.
