Almost eight billion souls
And all I see in them
is your absence

it starts out being
a
single
persona
then it adds more entities
to
its
corona

it multiplies
score
on
score
the one persona contrives
more
than
a*
few
more

at the writing forum
this anomaly takes place
a veritable production line
happens in its space

why does the single persona
keep
adding
on
there's sure to be a reason
for
its
ludicrous
carry
*on

lullaby raindrops*
softly fell on the tin roof
their pitter patter
sent one off to deep repose
*hushed of speechless embrace

love's sating river
streams through adoration's heart
beautiful of theme

The greatest what-if
between you and me
stands dearer still
than what we have in reality

Baby, you're a poetry
full of passion
emotion
richness
and elegance

a piece that fills me with ecstasy
lustfully
genuinely
full of fiery sensuality
as hot
as the midsummer sun

your lips is an oasis
slake away my thirst

strip away your inhibition
strip it down into words

show me what is inside
show me your prose and lines

let me loose on your body
on your skin supple, divine

let me relish every words
discover every parts
with my tongue

Baby, if you are a poetry
let me sing your entirety
let me be your willing bard.