Romance Meets The Eye

  Could we dance in the divine. Under the melancholy of the stars, bare is our skin. As we embrace the nakedness our scars.

  The tide is high, as the moon peaks closer to the bay. So enchanting is the night, as the light illuminates the softness in your face.

  I often fantasize about summer time. To a hope that our fates perhaps intertwine. To the heavens I often pray. My fair destiny could I captivate if you if I may.  

  I crave for your touch, set chills down my spine. Such a goddess amongst the queens, your presence is so divine. So mystifying, as I’m subdued in the sweet smell of your perfume. Lust just completely fill the room. Drunken, oh so drunken. I’m completely intoxicated in the midst of your fragrance. If pleasure is where we’re going, then by no means I plan on escaping. Your aroma is truly the purest form of ecstasy. However could I live life, knowing you’re not next to me. Your affection leaves me with no conviction. So inject your love deep within my veins, I can’t overcome your addiction.  

  My mind begins to lose control. Please tell me what you think of me, I can’t let my thoughts eat me whole. Promise that you never leave me empty, because the world is too blistering cold. So would you ignite my soul, as my heart is burning with the passions of your desire. Hold me, caress me, don’t you ever let me go. If only you knew how long waited. I’ve been yearning for you to touch me. Gently, as I feel the warmth of your hands. Running across my face, as I melt in the soothing presence of your embrace.  

They say be careful of your thorns, but it’s a blessing that you were born. So elegant, yet so grounded in the roots from which you bloom. Sometimes beauty is held within the eyes, so you’re quite a sight to be hold. It was such a joy to hear your story told and how through adversity it made you grow. Each day you mold into your finest form. You stood the test of time, as you weathered through any storm. To think the chance of meeting you was one in an infinity, as we share the affinity. I’m glad a path opened that lead to, it was honor to hear your truths. In your garden I would never try to impose, you’d always stand out in any bouquet as I poet to you my dear rose 🌹.