For Love's Revelation, Kiss The Apoca-lips

In a man's world
You are a woman
Sensual
Graceful
Beautiful
Woman
You
Are the center
You are everywhere
You are
Desire
You are the subject
The muse
The thought
You are a woman

When I touch her
Vision is no longer my vice
Her skin
Paints vividly against my hands
I can see her clearly
Despite
Heavy eyelids
And while she is invisible to me
I am left in awe
My senses become useless
With
Her eyes in mine
Her sound in my head
Her scent in the air
However
Touch
Is unconditional
My body and mind become
Confused
With too much to handle
Where is she?
The one for me has not yet crossed my path
And though my mind's eye sees her
The sight is obstructed
She, only
Fills the silhouette

Anticipation
Gets the best of me
Love has the sweetest of scents
Even a whiff boils my blood
In hope of a full meal
Just crumbs
And leftovers
That is all I encounter
You, woman
Taught me how to love
Never how to forget
And I'm hungry

Lips so divine
Pressed up against mine
The thought makes me shiver
The thought makes me blind
Emotion takes over
I feel no demise
I lean in to kiss you
Relaxed with closed eyes
No space is between us
We both are surprised
How touch can erase
Night into sunrise
I’m vividly watching
Though shut is my sight
My vision is clear
When our skin unites
Passionate sentiment
Lustful and bright
Affectionate being
Love me for the night

Where am I?
I can't decide.
I'm lost between the traces of a past love so
Great
And true,
And the inklings of a new
Shell.
It's the outside I like,
It's the inside that matters.
Is there anything there?

When I'm with her
I think
Of the other sometimes.
I think
She knows of my straying thought.
So,
Where am I going?
If anywhere?

I think
I've reached the city limits,
And I'm not satisfied.
But,
It's always darkest before dawn
And the sunrise looks best
From outside the city.
Time will tell,
For gossip
Is Time's biggest vice.
But,
Until Time whispers
The secrets that are always
Too late,
Patience
Will be my virtue

I'm not the quiet type
I have a voice for every leaf the wind moves
I have a sound for every ****** of the ocean
And an action for every grain of sand the sun bakes
Yet the bite of cupids arrow whose venom
Lingers ever so sweetly,
Deafens
Even my loudest scream
Leaving me
Lost,
Like a blown kiss
Looking
For a landing.