there is some kiss we want with 
our whole lives, the touch of 
spirit on the body.

seawater begs the pearl to break its shell.
and the lily, how passionately
it needs some wild darling!

at night, i open the window and ask
the moon to come and press its
face against mine.

breathe into me.
close the language-door and
open the love window.

the moon won’t use the door,
only the window.

~rumi