When I said I loved you…

I was not thinking of Eden
or an island ever virgin,
neither of a palace in the heavens.

I was not looking at the sun’s rays
blinded by brilliance
or the glowing boldness.

I was not hearing chimes
of yin and yang
or classical music.

I was not smelling cocoa
on a rainy afternoon
seducing the wind.

I was not tasting marshmallows
vanilla and vainly sitting
on my ice cream.

I was not touching the face
of Venus’ perfection;
nonchalant to Cupid’s tickle.

When I said I loved you…
I was not shouting at the top of my lungs
I was not even listening to my voice.

It was only a whisper of a heartbeat
that probably got drowned
in the ocean of bliss.