The art of madness in magic

the japanese have inspired me

to learn the elusive art of balance. 

not too much, never too little

just lagom, like the swedish believe. 

and when you leaned in to kiss me,

under the rain, the warmth of your hands

starting fires in my soul, 

teasing music playing behind us,

darkness all around, smiling,

and the lightning taking pictures of us,

I found that perfect moment of balance.
that moment when time stops
to appreciate the beauty of you and me.

never "us"
just you and me.
nothing more to hope for,
and nothing less will do.

if there is love in this world,
it would look upon us
and shake its head in wonder,
not believing that such a thing exists.