Our Pavilion of Love Calls
By Te’Kia Miller
Our pavilion of love is calling.
So often we lose ourselves in the daily.
Running on repeat, routine becomes
A mechanized overlord.
Before you know it, we’ve taken each other for granted,
Settled into a level of complacency instead of comfort.
But on this day, consecrated for love and lovers,
Let’s forget the mundane and routine.
Set aside battle tested weapons.
Remove the armor we fight in everyday.
Put your shield away beloved king,
I’m your precious queen, not your enemy.
Our pavilion of love is calling.
We have come to rendezvous again
In this sacred place bathed in candle light, warm and intimate.
Quiet is the moment when time stills its hand
As we come face to face and soul to soul.
Tonight is another memento for eternity to hold.
Our love is older than ancient,
An eternal bond our spirits long foretold.
We move as though unsure of our familiarity.
But the touch of your wanting gaze
And the speech of your delicate touch
Is not mistaken for that of my king who I cherish.
The speech of my smoldering gaze
And the touch of my desirous kiss
Is not mistaken for that of your queen who you treasure.
Fidelity has branded us for one another
So that neither heart nor eye
Have lusted for any other.
Our love is older than ancient.
Our pavilion of love is calling.
When time looks away
Desire storms to life in your eyes.
Deep within me wildfire erupts into a blaze
And the space between us collapses to fond embrace.
Because to have and to hold each other for a lifetime
Is divine pleasure.
So in our pavilion of love,
When time looks away,
Let’s restore proper acquaintance
Between king and queen
Submerged in love’s tidal waves
That will echo for days.
2024.