In this life, you must savor everything.
You will gaze into your lover’s eyes for a long, long time,
And you will see love
Without ever looking away.
The eyes of both of you
Will smile from deep within.
You will make love
With the first light of morning,
As if there were a Festival of Lovemaking.
Every touch
Will send a delightful shiver through you.
Every kiss
Will last for minutes.
And the two of you
Will grow pleasantly weary,
Holding each other close.
“Why do I love you
So much,
So beautifully?”
you will ask.
And you will say it again
And again
Throughout the day.
Beril Yabar
Image: From Beril Yabar’s private collection
Some poems are born of longing; others, of memories. This poem, however, was born of a celebration of love.
The “Festival of Lovemaking” is not merely about physical intimacy. It speaks of the serene joy found in truly seeing one another, the peace brought by a lingering touch, and the act of choosing the same love over and over again. Sometimes, love flourishes most beautifully in the first light of morning, when two people simply offer each other their time and their presence.
I would like to thank the ArtTmodernmiami family for publishing my work and sharing it with you.
I hope this poem reminds every reader that love itself is a celebration ;a celebration worthy of being honored every single day.
With love,
Beril Yabar
