Enamored of the light that shines from you
She's captured; as a moth drawn to a flame
Surrender bids sweet innocence adieu
Existence nevermore to be the same.

The rapture she had not been taught to seek
Delirious for him; her eyes implore
Consumed in heat not witnessed by the meek
She arches back, ******* rising, wanting more.

Wonderment of physical expression
Immaculate, her heart belongs to him
Unconditional; without repression
For his touch, would surrender life and limb.

She whispers this to you, and then no more
"It's only you, my love, who I adore."

© Lin Cava