LIGHT ETERNAL
Those lovely pools of light,
Ringed with tiny winged butterflies;
As brilliant as dew-drop mirrors,
Warms my heart with each caressing stare.
When with loveliness your eyelids flutter,
With adoration my faintly heart stutters;
Spilling away torrents of pulsing sensations,
Fuelling flames of passion –
Making me afraid
To tread on the sacred palace of your heart,
To roam around the inner chambers,
Hallowed by concealed secrets and desires,
Lest vast emptiness I should find.
For when with cadence your voice trembles,
With trepidation my resolve dissembles,
Your tones and sounds-
Soothing oils of clove,
Scented wisps of incense;
And forever
A shimmering eloquence of love
Engraved across my heart
Like cosmic rays
Spread across the sky.
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Tom this is gorgeous.
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