My beloved,

I am "too much" for your days, I will let you be. I don�t know you to know where to begin or not. I don�t know who you are or have been except for a few things that I have read. It is your words that have driven me to the unknown of your existence and knowing your existence is what I had sought all my life. These rich clouds of your absence is hovering me from the presence of my beloved�s silk-tender hands.

I hear the sounds of rattling snakes at your absence and the darkness falls on my soul. The cry of my heart behind the doors of expressions that I write and my lips that cannot lose their secret.

Allow me to have greater heaven.