I remember the first night
we made love on top of the
balcony, cerulean majesties
and scarlet flamed desires
drifting in drumming kingdoms,
scintillating stars shining in
timeless enchantment,
hazel tanned skin sweet and
magical, dancing beats gleefully
moving in delight, azure eyes
bold and profound, a labyrinth
of endless dimensions and soft
mechanics, a slow vibration
of waves whispering enchanting
rhythms, pure addictions sifting
inside the body and soul, as I
breathed in your brilliant hypnotics,
crystal champagne hues seeping
in the depths of various existences,
warm sensations stinging the
tongue across distant spectrums,
thumping drums, high rises vibrant
and vivid after making love.