Time

Time is merely a nonexistent concept
when your dark Oakwood eyes kiss
mine-- and it is then that my skin
unravels itself as I become lost
in the inebriating feel of your presence--
intricacy makes up your delicate touch
and I have never felt such pristine and
tepid skin--my fearful soul has been
unhinged and you have inhabited my
hollow heart-- I am not afraid and my
hope has been replenished--
promises of eternity have been planted
as you float in my crimson bloodstream
claiming ownership of every cell that creates
my being-- these signs of possible love from
you permit my mind to wonder if it is enough
to profess my own love for you-- one could
certainly be mistaken, though, given your
natural deceiving tendencies--perhaps I
am the moon you become desirous for
when the sun fails to rise in the deepest
craters of your mind-- I will without hesitance 
conquer your soul the way you have with
mine-- and fear will run aggressively off
the cliff never to be seen again--and
our ardent love will lace itself between
every star that comforts the moon above
our bed as we find each others soothing
touch-- and it is then that we both will
disintegrate into the wind-- watering the
promise of eternity.

Reviews

[anne]

Oh wow, thank you! I am happy you enjoyed this :)

[barricade]

This is truly a masterpiece...it's gorgeous...it's beautiful...I loved it!