Like spilt remnants
of kisses from the moon,
you lay adorning the blanket.
As beautiful
as a scenic morning
in a radiant landscape.
You sit as pretty
as a sherbet sunset,
cracking like an egg
into the porous world we find.
I’m watching all of this unfurl,
with yearning stares
and longing in my mind.
Your deep dark eyes
glaze over mine,
like a veil being pulled
over the clock-face of time.
This feeling inside
I can't describe.
It's like exploding,
bursting like a bubble of night,
expanding into the darkness
like the big bang
when our eyes hold on tight,
and other times
it's warmth fizzing
through,
like a
boat floating over
Alka-Seltzer filled lakes.
My insides shake,
at the butterflies dancing
and the fireflies
tickling my senses awake.
Like crashing atoms
of the universe,
you make me
speak gibberish,
I lose control of my lips,
I lose the ability to speak.
My mouth gaping
A crystalline cavern into my brain
to hold in any sounds that may rain.
They leak into
the spongy memory foam air,
melding with your exquisite atmosphere,
blending, merging within
every ray of your spectral light.
Giving them meaning, sharing feelings
in the fluid essence of our being
and I fall into them,
letting them guide
into this stunning night.
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