I am a sucker for your laugh, your smile, your soul

living life in your bastille curled up in a hole;

owning up to your walls, guards up, just standing by;

voraciousness owing and yearning lest I die.


entranced by your beauty, I find myself struggling

your eyes, locked with mine, a passion that is stifling

obscured from plain view is the thirst to surrender

undeterred by respite, a pledge of forever.


allow me to stand beside, inches from your world

my desire is to consume each flesh of your word

I can no longer bear the longing for you

nary a howl of protest what you put my mind through

amidst the ocean of divergence,  I tell thee:

“hold fast and hold steady, as mine you will be.”