Literature
My Dearest Lover
Your eyes.
Infinite as the universe,
Constellations connecting the you and I.
Each star a beauty in its own right,
The luster which leaves me yearning with desire.
Your touch.
The ocean is your nearest kin.
I am the boat that sails aimlessly between your shores.
Content in the direction you move me,
Secretly wanting to be engulfed beneath the waves forevermore.
Your lips.
Gentle like the Autumn breeze,
Chasing the birds and kissing the trees.
Carrier of serene clouds that whisper over the mountains,
And resonate throughout me.
Your scent.
Are the flowers that bloom across the field.
Surrendering to me the ether that feeds my