Grand as the world stands Idle, upon my knees. Your face, buried in my grasp Of two palms to each of your cheeks. Let love travel in circles, Like all cycles to life. Let love reach its destination Back to the happiness of yesterday. I love the wind for its freedom, Among the ocean for its tide, As I love your face for every curve. You feel what I feel, As I feel what you feel, Being the freedom we are possessed by, To live in, in truest astonishment, Never in the uncertainty of wonderment. I kiss your throat, Reaching to your breast, Where I kiss that, too. I lift you, in my arms To be taken on one tender voyage.