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When I gaze into your eyes,
An inferno of passion blazes within my heart,
When I look upon your heavenly smile,
A rush of emotions sweeps over my body,
How can there be such a woman,
How can there be such perfection in front of my eyes,
I shout these questions to the world,
To the heavens, and I thank them for sending me a goddess,
O’ how I ache to see you before me,
Instead of the daunting, taunting, silhouette of a portrait,
O’ how I wish you were here with me,
So that I may be able to feel complete bliss,
To feel your skin, oh so soft, on my fingertips,
Would send my body in euphoria,
To smell your sweet scent,
Would cast me into a catacomb of roses and violets,
My heart burns for you, every waking moment,
It calls out your name, the name of an angel in disguise,
My soul it reaches out to beckon your trust,
My entirety, calls out, to gain your heart in full,
Dearest beauty my heart, my soul, my being,
It longs to one day belong to you,
You, the embodiment of wonders in which,
I thought I could never see,
Wonders in which can only be described as,
A dream,
A illusion oh so real,
A myth,
My love, my dear, I long for you…
 William Saint Claire · Mon Jul 13, 2009 @ 08:07pm · 1 Comments |
