A beautifully penned piece.
Devotion and longing subdued with warmth and tenderness present in your words; the gentleness of "holding breath towards the softly silken lips" renders the distance between two hearts immaterial.
Couple of things which didn't sit well with me are, "tactile touch" - there is a slight redundancy here in my opinion, and the break of stanzas - this holds for the latter 3 stanzas, as there is no need to break them, but when broken up there is a pause created, which doesnt suit the flow.
Il s'attarde dans la chaleur de reves ...
alors je compte les jours jusqu'a ce que nous sommes ensemble.
L'obscurite ne peut pas nous lier, quand l'amour illumine le chemin ...
et vous êtes ma lumiere eternelle ...
ma chaleur ...
mon souffle ...
mon coeur qui bat ...
tu es mon soleil et la lune, mes etoiles et du ciel ...
vous etes mon seul, mon tout ...
et vous appartient ...
maintenant et toujours
i can feel the gentle tone you would use for this.. you've truly come into a style of writing that speaks very clearly to who you are. this feels natural and flows so perfectly