In movement you captivate,
as lolling hills blanketed on a mirrored sea.
Emotions of unmeasurable desire,
subtly churning within me.
Hands of delicacy.
A velvet, winter dawn.
Collecting hidden thoughts
anxiously awaiting me.
Witnessing all space of me,
Dark
Lusterous eyes.
From your lips fall sweet honey.
A bitter-sweet elixor-
as savored as our full moon-
The thrill of blood in our veins.
On the night of stars aglazed,
I will know you
as I once did.
Our time has no measure of this,
nor systematic systems.
In that space of passion and nothingness,
you will be mine.
