In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
– Rumi –
i asked for a kiss
I asked for a kiss you gave me six.
Whose pupil were you to become such a master?
Full of kindness, generosity…
You are not of this world.
– Rumi –
