Read Poem: WHEN TWO LOVERS MEET AGAIN, by Mary Anne Zammit

What mystery, what beauty.
This is when two lovers meet again, after some years.
Amidst the pain, the longing.

I look at you lost in sleep.
And I lay awake in the depths of night.
Do you remember that one night in September?
Waxing Moon.
The light joined the soft movement of the curtains in the room.
Soft like your skin.
It is watching us.
Wrapping our souls embracing sensual waves..

As you sleep close to me
I feel your breath.
Your touch, which melts my skin and makes me lose myself in your aura.

As we became one with the rays of the sun,
I go back to the days we spent away from each other.
The lonely tears when only the moon comforted me.

As I sleep close to you
I know.
You went back to the days of our youth
The day we walked across the shore, on the palm trees near the sea, the angry waves of your yearning for my soft body.
Our first kiss.
The longing, the dream and torment for the desire of being one.

The pain of separation.
As you sleep.

I open the window and sip the wine.
The moon smiles at me, at you and our story.
We are the lovers who met again.