Just woke up and saw this beautiful poem

Diary of a MYSTIC

Come and sit with me,
Choose a tree or a river,
Or the unformed seed.
And blow your breath
Love will do the rest.

Give enough time,
To this mortal clay
To finish this long poem
Of her life,
With all yearnings
Seeking you,
In any possible
corner of the earth,
while you sang
and play secretly
inside her clay.

Come and sit with me,
This hour is my only belonging
The next is yours,
To give or take away.
I tell no one
How faithfully
Naked white butterflies
Spread their wings ,
In your direction,
Circling around us.
How lovingly,
Softness of evening
Enters between
Two thin lines
Of horizon and vertical
Just before dark rises
From depth of the night,
Steal a kiss
From the fiery lips of the Sun.

Passion is the hidden path,
Between us.
A soundless stream of wanting
While your eyes gaze into mine,

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