Who is he?
Not an alien
That’s for sure
So, who is he?
Don’t know how to explain
Every time he comes to my place
Everything sparks
His charm makes the room shine
And that could be at night.
Yes, but who is he?
He lights the candles
Of love
And I smile
With this silly smile of mine
Which only disappears
When he is not near...
Who is he?
I tell you
Not an alien
Not a ghost
Maybe an angel ?
But I hear his voice
Touch his hands, his hair
And –right- that all...
Who is he, who keeps you like that
As if in a trance?
He is the one
The one we all have dreamt of
And which we thought
Existed only in dreams
And fairy tales
Especially designed for girls
Who is he?
He gives me more than I can ever ask
Who is he?
Not a dream
Who is he?
He is he
Where is he?
Here, there , anywhere.
And he’s not God
Though He must have had
Something to do with it
Who is he?
Who am I?
19 comments:
She comes to visit me in the night as well. I think we travel when we sleep and perhaps our minds meet other minds. Perhaps she is you and he is I. Who knows? Does anyone really know? I will try to be gentle.
Stated so beautifully, Dulce. you've described love at it's peak!
Secretia
Absolutely beautiful piece.
Dulce, this is really a work of art, like a fine painting. And left over from your words inspired is room for anyone to say who "he" is, and what is it matter?
"He is he"
We know what he is, someone wonderful to your life
Lovely kisses
He is you.
Two pieces of one.
So beautifully!!
Besos:)
there is a hint of divine love, ultimate love in this - and do we not all long for the incarnation of that love to be with us??
Nice question wonderfully asked. “Who is he?”
In the beginning there was notong but LOVE.
At the end there will be nothing but LOVE.
And all in between shall be--IS--none...but LOVE. Anything else is of importance underneath that....
So Who is he, anyway??? "Inquiring minds want to know..."
Some of what we play tonight is ballet, I LOVE the dancxers. Watching them, I lose my place in the music..."Naughty Guy."
He and I... Love it!
Rumi would know his lover.
Great
Jf
beautiful, lady!!! very very nice!!!
Beautiful. An angel for sure...
El es parte de ti, como tu lo eres de el. A veces, uno más uno, siguen sumando UNO. Bello, querida Dulce. Besitos!!!
Oh I love this dream of a dreamy
poem. The repeated question lends
the poem a lyrical quality.
And the last question - who am
I. Sometimes just the right person
can make us ask this of ourselves.
hmm I have a feeling...
who???
beautiful.
who is she? (you:)
i wonder
how can it be?
i wonder
that there is so much
beauty on-blog
for me to see
You write so beautifully!! :)
So talented Dulce :)
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