We listen to the same murmur of;
the chanting of an honest city skyline,
echoes of a symphony on balcony roofs.
Pearlescent eyes,
yearning for a ripened peck upon
the curving of plum lips
an infectious smile, light reflecting
off the lunar eclipse--
Curve of your back arched into
the half of you, that makes me whole.
Fiery embers,
muted colors,
that spark into pinks and red
in a moment of present energy.
Could the journey be embarked?
To search for the one that loves me,
what realm did you come from,
& how does one begin to find you?
An elixir made from lilac,
can be smelt upon her breath-
dandelion wisps of hair,
tucked behind her ear—
so honest, so fair.
Precious lotus petal,
that lives,
intoxicate me with your lips--
belonging to rose water,
I've heard your stories of selflessness,
with so much to give you-
& admire the heroic ways you've written yourself
out of every fable,
to become the moral.
Adoration has grasped the ability to carve these bones,
into a monument;
I've a ribcage with room for the both of us,
lay upon my chest,
sleep safely,
dream blissfully,
& love unapologetically
