My lord,
We honor our birth.
On Karva Chauth's moon.
When a wife's wish awakens into a powerful whisper,
And her love sings magic in its purest form
Her love enables stars to fall from the sky
Brings spirits out of the ancient ruins
Rain drops from her call of love
A love so sacred and magical
As the winds murmur
It's mysteries to the earth,
I'm striving for the holiest valley.
The path that leads to the river that kisses the earth.
Where flowers bloom in adoration of the earth.
I am yours
You belong to me
Even in death, we remain united.
Be it toture or suffering,
We will be inseparable,
For that is true love .
Death does not await us.
Come with me my love.
Take this eternal journey with me.
Feel my spirit and embrace it.
We will create our own generation...
With favor of the divine.
You will be my god and I your goddess.
Our unity will be that of true love and powerful devotion.
We will be blessed and graced,
By the highest Devine
In all the days of our union.
My love commands tonight...
That the power of the earth will be with us always
Alive and solid beneath our feet.
A fertile soil in the valley will be our home.
All our wants and needs will be fulfilled.
Be blessed my love.
For your feet will carry you to me.
You will worship my beauty.
And your lips shall forever long for mine.
My love is scented with jasmines,
A scent to charm you from far.
Creating a pattern to guide you to me
With the manifestation of your love.
A poem for me to hear in the after death.
I curse us with enternal love.
A love that will forever manifest truely.
Even in our next seven lives,
We shall be one.
©me.just.me
M