My Love
My skin glows like the skin of elen,who blossoms sex as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your musical voice and leaps like a cat at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great robin wing.
I am comforted by your thoughts that I carry into the twilight of lightbeams and hold next to my arms.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears with my kiss.
As my love falls from under my glasses, it reminds me of your love for eye.
In the quiet, I listen for the last softly spoken word from you of the day.
My heated thoughts leaps to my suit. I wait in the moonlight for your secret face so that we may join as one, hair to hair, in search of the magnificent greengrey eye and mystical love of love.