Bound like a page,
her hungry eyes ravage me.
With deep focus,
I observe and see.
The commotion of thoughts and emotion
flowing like over like an ocean into a sea
I'm lost in her world
drowning in her beauty
Breathing heavily
gasping at the being.
Her presence overpowering me
my heart beating like a symphony
body shivering like a leaf on a tree
the glimpse of her;
the reality that is a fantasy.
Her beautiful lips melting into me,
moaning as we grind, taking our time,
letting the moment, set us free.
Her body craving me like vitamin she need,
Me feeding her energy with eager and greed.
Hips in holy matrimony,
riding each other like pony.
Sending chills racing down her spine,
then up the other side of  me.
bodies wrapped in one another like a twine.
intertwined like a vine,  her body reminiscent of  mine.
our worlds aligned, so naturally we are inclined.

Her passion burns bright
her fire catches me
igniting my soul
aroused by lust violently
her flames engulfing me
consuming my mind
body held in captivity
submitting mentally
enchanted by her majesty

Axiom does not lie upon the
plush bed of the words I've said.
It doesn't flourish under influence of the
flowery texts I've written.
Axiom does not fully exist behind the
actions I've deliberately displayed.

It is ingrained within the subtle folds,
inexplicable nuances
and playful innuendos.
It is present in the lull you find in between
fleeting memories and faltering heartbeats.
It is scored into the unlyricised songs,
sung when our breaths do meet.
It's in the unplanned gazes that
stray into nothingness
only to be caught by yours.
It's evident in the void... The silence we've shared
without ever feeling awkward.

Axiom...
Is the fall that you had anticipated
only after having taken the leap.
It's that feeling of not knowing where the bottom is
but yet still certain that you are safe.

Axiom is...
My unseen heart as it beats hard
for none other than you.

I'd befriend the obsidian sky...
   I'd shower it with a bounty of praises.
  So that it'll welcome my nightly gaze,
     without threats from overbearing clouds.

     I'd impress the twinkling stars
       by serenading them with songs unheard by most.
     So that when the time comes,
  they'd cast their votes in my favour.

I'd whisper to the nighttime breeze.
   I'd cavort and giggle at its slightest touch.
      So that when I fly my flag,
   it'll catch it in full billows for her to see.

Then finally...
  I'd woo the twilight moon...
     For she is the prize
   my heart had sought to pursue.
    I'd court her
      with the fiercest blaze that burns within...
     In hopes that she'd forever
   remember me as the suitor that had
fallen helplessly.