Since before I read your poems I have loved you, since before I found your soul repeating my thoughts prior to when I uttered them I have loved you, since before your face walked the depths of my heart I have loved you.
I have loved you before our time was born, I have loved you before the sky was formed, I have loved you before the stars settled into the universe and found at last their names.
I have loved you before either of us knew of love, I have loved you before you were aware of our connection, I loved you before when silence was the only companion who shared the journey of my days.
So ask me not what this moment brings when you cross my thoughts with a slight smile played upon the fingers of my words, ask me not for this is an instant where all that is required of us is to listen to the sound of Solomon's harbinger wafting idly the wings of Sheba's dreams while your reflection observes in the teacups of my existence an offer of the surety that at such a time a breeze breaks the most sardonic of quiets
