You, my love

You, my love.

A virgin brook breathing in a fecund woods,

My roots ploughing its way into you,

Sipping, quaffing in your sapid waters. 

You my love,

A shadow flowing into a vivacious desert,

My grains of thirst, my sands of angst,

Obliterated by your effervescent touch.

You, my love,

A red rose embraced by the carnal night,

My subduing vacuum, my enslaving darkness,

Suffusing, melting into your flesh.

You, my love,

A perilous chaos burning the skies,

My stars of insanity, my moons of melancholy,

Incinerated by an invincible desire.