the way you love me is softer than the pillow beneath me,
as I lay and dream of a place we can
sink into acmatic scenes
of harmony.
yet still, there is intensity
that permeates internally.

I once believed I was incapable
to hold such love inside.
but this feeling so benign
has left that empty shell behind.

every day our fates are moved
by all the doctrines  we've made true.
and slowly ill invite the warmth,
hot as the sun, ill melt with you.