The truest bliss you impart upon me sends a shiver down each column of my spine, etching track marks over all my body, a drug no-one can perfect or refine. Your visage leaves lightning bolts on my eyes and a heart palpitating in my chest. Your body silhouetted in night skies melts my deepest poetry to mere jest. When we touch, it smashes my composure into oblivion and far beyond. When we lock eyes, I'm chilled from exposure but for certain, only I feel this bond. Although I strive for a day we would meet, with the others, I could never compete.
Sonnets are my newest fascination, even in Iambic Pentameter. I'll try to post more than one daily.