Loving you is an art

 
To love you among countless souls,
where destiny tinges the air with its scent,
I find you in paths of soft palms,
and in the murmur of the wind that peeps out.
Dreams travel, light and ethereal,
weaving hopes in the light of day,
the stars shine, accomplices of mysteries,
they draw you smiles, they bring their joy.
Benevolence of destiny, sweet ally,
in the swaying of time shows me your essence,
I embrace you in chaos, my longed-for peace,
building a world of love and presence.
Loving you is an art that the soul breathes,
it is a dance of souls in a single beat,
it is a burning fire that never withdraws,
in the symphony of love, you will always be.