Sensuality…
Tonight…
Spiced, ethereal, touch of saffron my sweet fragrance is this…
As I silently sit…
Tonight my Color being a shade of blueish hue
That is recognized only by you…
Tranquil, calm…flowing steady…
Unlike other times, fiery, anguished, passionate…
desire
Glowing in the dark…
Silhouettes of unreal era…
Illusions, dreams, fading in and out…
Dancing across my starry eyes…
Some being bygone memories, others being fantasy…
Absolutely endless, infinite and like a legacy…
I make of them…stories and poetry…
Maybe carve my love in a sculpture of reality…
Words being my clay…
I mould my way…
Storing each emotion you have instilled within me…
Into a carving of ink and paper…
Lovers notes to one another…
As parting and getting together…
Is time bound…
And the world I drift in…
Seems timeless…ageless…where only my heart pounds…
Dreams, illusions, are my reality…
As only your fragrance…breezes thru my sensuality…
Astral and unknown to others…
Era after era…
We flow.