Softly do thine eyes descend upon me, And great is the weight of thy gaze upon my heart. I feel the hidden words within thy sight Steal softly into my soul, And I weep for the joy of their sound.
The compass of thy presence doth consume me whole, Returning me unto thy heart, where I yield to be undone. Thy arm extendeth forth, and with a single finger Thou dost trace my cheek; at the touch I tremble.
My legs grow unsteady, My mind is clouded as though in a dizzying rain. Bright bowes of color take wing like raptors in the night And soar across the heavens of my longing.
Time itself doth halt as thy body draweth nigh, And thy breath doth wander across my lips.
I am rendered helpless, Caught within thy sorcery, Enchanted.
Our lips do meet and kindle, Embers of desire rising as a torrent of heat and flame, Spinning through dreamlike wonder, Spiraling into the clasp of thy love.
