by Zayra Yves
(featured on Lanterns via CD Baby)
(featured on Lanterns via CD Baby)
Late in the evening you arrive
And permeate my field of strength
And permeate my field of strength
You'd have to sleep among bones to feel
How deeply this communion affects me
How deeply this communion affects me
My beloved friend, my essential being
I've seen you before in my dreams
I've seen you before in my dreams
It's almost too much love to believe.
You loved me when I was burned at the stake
You loved me when I was burned at the stake
A real Joan of Arc in the street
Not just another cold soul covered in sleet
Not just another cold soul covered in sleet
You love like someone who knows my secret
You love me between a deep blue fire
You love me between a deep blue fire
And an ocean of purity
It's almost too much love to believe.
It's almost too much love to believe.
Soaked in wine like some blood of Christ
Held inside the rose of Magdalena Divine
I can feel the end of my flesh
The threshold of the separate self delete
Held inside the rose of Magdalena Divine
I can feel the end of my flesh
The threshold of the separate self delete
Into the transfiguration of a blessed two
Who surrender in the heat
Who surrender in the heat
It's almost too much love to believe.
I am not afraid of the bitter root
Or burning clove where you sometimes sleep
I won't turn away from the hidden pain
I am not afraid of the bitter root
Or burning clove where you sometimes sleep
I won't turn away from the hidden pain
Or the way you close your eyes when it's too deep
It's the discovery of you that excites me
It's the discovery of you that excites me
Your style of illumination is brave
It's almost too much love to believe.
It's almost too much love to believe.
Everything dirty and clean finds its place
Like me, loving between damage and beauty
Like me, loving between damage and beauty
Mine is a heart that cries continuously
Searching for God's grace or at least a sign
Searching for God's grace or at least a sign
I'm nothing special but somehow I am unique
When you smile, a glance of sun bestows my face
When you smile, a glance of sun bestows my face
It's almost too much love to believe.
You love me in my defeat
You love me in my defeat
And when I turn away from real intimacy
I am still in our lovers embrace
I am still in our lovers embrace
Like a saxophone that accents the jazz note
I am just sinner with some crazy idea
I am just sinner with some crazy idea
Formless, un-manifest, true sucker for a miracle
It's almost too much love to believe.
It's almost too much love to believe.
I said a prayer before you appeared on the scene
With the sounds of poetry and electricity
With the sounds of poetry and electricity
And now you are the artist and the muse
And now you are the lover and beloved
And now you are the lover and beloved
It's transpersonal. It's magnetic.
This light web of falling into you.
This light web of falling into you.
It's almost too much love to believe.
(*copyright 2011 by Zayra Yves)
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