Thoughts of the Lovestruck
Caught in the beauty of grace,
It wraps my heart and strangles til
I feel I can no longer breathe.
Ever more piercing words.
Pervasion of mind,
when all is you
and nothing else matters.
Sweet content in your memory.
Utter bliss in your words.
I long for embrace:
the anticipation of the
feel of your body,
the engulfment experienced
as I wrap my arms around you.
To hold you.
to hold you
To smell you is like a dream.
No flower, no perfume,
no sweet scent of the ripest fruit
could match the delight you bring to my senses.
To be near you
makes my skin cold and my heart beat.
I shiver and yet I radiate warmth.
I become numb yet my emotions soar--
soar out of my body and into complete adoration.
I am calm yet I dare not utter a wrong word.
How long must I wait for you?
Seems an eternity
I know the day will come.
If only I could persuade time to speed up,
to let me be with you.
Then to coax it back to the slow drag I feel now
while away from you.
Are my expectations too high?
Even in being next to you will I never be let down.
For my goddess are you not, but love shall you be.