Forbidden Fruit

Your sighs secretly chant
Invoking my sweet latent desires
Reviving our hearts always on the move
But always unspected, circumspect.

Your delirium, like a spray of air
Fills my veins from morning to night
Makes me lose my breath, bitter hope
Sour-sweetness drowned in uncertainty.

Your murmurs in the ether resonate
To the rhythm of the butterflies
Enchanting the awakening of the fledgling
And their echo in my whole being is a ton.

Your smile radiates my dull heart
Healing balm for withered cows,
Balsamic virtues, seasoned heart
Secretly celebrating his inner joy.