~ Your Painted Soul ~

I painted your soul in that moment, As your forehead touched mine,And Love announced her presence,As she dived into my vulnerable heart,

Surrendered, I opened to all senses, You arrived as a gift, Bearing jewels from another realm, You say: “The real cannot be seen, only felt,”

You weave your magic as an alchemist, To saturate my life with fire, To transform living into loving, And to breathe freshness, Into the wilderness of my soul

We reflect to each other, Our sameness, Birthed from the blueprint of creation, Our innocence exalts, In our moments of oneness,

You teach me that the real world Lives in intimacy, The illusion dissolves, Within your gentle embrace, As we merge into timelessness, And return to our true nature,

I paint your soul in those moments, To capture the masterpiece, That lives within my heart, You are a chalice, Holding sacred water

You reflect to me, our shared divinity, You remind me of the real, And as I bathe in your purity, We enter those breathless moments, To bask in the kingdom of Love

© Amata Natasha Goldie 2010 ~ All rights reserved.