how could i love

tell me now
 how.. could i ever love
an other man

could i ever love
 an other taste
than the all-in-sucking
of those silky-soft
lips
 an other touch
than the intense act
of those storytelling
hands
 an other scent
than the penetratingly-like
sweet lavender's
smell
 an other sight
than the shimmering light
of those childlike charming
kind refined
eyes

it is
as if
 my clock had been ticking
its life around
endlessly
 waiting life.. times
for you
 to find me

'til it dropped a tear of
 your
disembodied
 soul.. singing its song
of love and despair and the all-in-between
 to become naked
shameless of what had been seen
 and enlighten
a brief preview of
 a world
magic as a nut-shelled fairytale in a crystal ball
 your soul
had crossed my path
 sanctifying its crucifix
at its own pace and space
had left a trace
 of love and despair

it is
 there
where it lies
 in that love and despair
where everything seems fair.. unfair
where even the fairy fades into shades
of light blue red and purple
of the midsummer light rays
a dawning so unlikely
 in its beauty

as
 is the purity
in the reflected sincerity
 when your eyes say me
love me, please
love me, for
 i love you

so tell me now
 how.. could i love
any other man
than the one who's love
found
 me