Mindful Love

Love,
you have been vertigo,
a whirlwind of relentless wanting,
an insatiable thirst, tick-tock of time.
Groping, reaching for the other’s body,
soothing the craving.

At times,
when the fever becomes a warm breeze,
and desire sits down to watch the sunset,
we learn to breathe deeply.

We give ourselves permission
not to arrive before the sigh,
not to demand from the soul
what the chest still cannot give.

We discover, sometimes,
that the now is also home.
To entertain oneself is to smile at the moment.
To celebrate oneself is to laugh without witnesses.
To care is to rest
in the calm of a shared siesta.

Between slow exhalations,
with no urgencies or conquests,
we find each other.

Not like a flame that devours,
but like a hand that holds,
with a gaze that kisses.

We breathe together.
We perspire, melting,
side by side,
not rupturing with ego,
not suffocating the space,
Silence. Pause.

A fasting of love,
more than hunger,
sustains Us.