The Sun has risen and set
Not once, but twice
since I last held you in my arms.
And now these arms,
which I believed could endure any strain,
Now ache to hold you.
Those lips are intoxicating,
Pale and sweet as honey wine.
Reminiscing their cloying savour,
Softly parting with my tongue,
Feeling the heat of your mouth,
Provokes my heart to palpate furiously,
my head to spiral and eclipse into a dream-like euphoria..
When you are lying beneath me,
Our bodies undulating like an ocean’s waves,
I surrender myself to that wide-eyed gaze,
free-falling into pools of starlight,
Enraptured by the flawless curves of your ivory skin.
Our two bodies becoming one,
Over and over and over again.
We crash against one another,
Pour ourselves into each other,
Cawing at one another
As if we could rip through flesh and bone,
grasping that vibrating luminescence
that is the human soul.
