under a canopy of white stars
my flesh kissing the warm tropical breeze
i, laying on a hilltop within the grass
enticed by memories of how love is
absorbed by thoughts of when love will flourish once again.
dreaming of becoming someone’s king.
a lover, a destroyer, a friend, a conqueror…
who has been conquered by a woman’s fierce crusade,
who is this invader?
why am i so anxious for her to incinerate all 5 of my senses?
i begged a greater being to let me die in her arms.
in her embrace i wish to find comfort and safety.
her tongue is a form of fire
her touch a form of ecstasy
her gaze resembled the radiance of a billion suns
a light that gives guidance and hope to my tired heart
i found myself irresolute to wake from this fantasy…