1st-Recon-Lylith

I want to be devastated by love Undisturbed and mirror flat, my heart is waters still I want the tides to rise reckless above Wash over my body, my lungs with fervor fill The shape of their fingers, sublime, tactile Get lost in the color of their eyes' loveliness How the wind plays with their hair, stare awhile Pen poems dedicated to this happiness Writing sonnets on the light of their smile I want the delusion I can lasso the moon and catch the stars, to bring a smile to my Love’s face A hot night in June, a familiar tune Sing to the cricket orchestra, under moonbeams lace I want to feel the cold space next to me Cold only because it was previously warm Nourishing warmth embraced, my sunshine be From that heat, a lush meadow, passion’s flowers form Beautiful things for my Love’s eyes to see Love is madness of the mind, of a certain kind Bestow this irrational joy unto me I’m praying to you Aphrodite, from me, signed