The Goddess of Books and the Singer-Songwriter

(For Dale Jude Gaita-de Jesus)

I am but a goddess of books
welcoming you with my loveliest chapters,
the soul of eternal words and finite worlds.

You are a mortal, a singer-songwriter,
who crafts poetic kisses and embraces
to my lips, mellifluous.

Music embraces the two of us
and I sing paeans for you
as you immortalize me with songs.

Open up the library of my wounds
and a vast kingdom of lexicons
will show you a way to my heart.

The gates to a secret Paradise
are enchanted pages to my skin,
leaf through the pages and own me.

My bones and sinews
are passages to a beautiful realm,
read me up until dawn.

We both drink the most divine wine
from an immortal cup,
making you a deity, an equal.

We meet in bookshelves of dreams,
the sweetest Philomels serenading.
Worship me with welcoming worlds.