Thy eyes: dreamy
Beyond my comprehension,
Looking through me...
And my stark nudity audacious,
Yet a maligned frailty, ...and surrender!
Thy touch: divine
Hands clasping mine,
Containing fulfilment and silent peace.....
A shadow bearing me,
A light so dark!
Thy scent: daffodil
Falling petals on rain fed marshes,
Pacifying the insatiable....
Sacred prayer flowers,
Kept in a broken vase!
Thy voice: dulcet
A hundred instruments in harmony,
A crescendo and silence....
The sweet whisper of a silent breeze,
Alas! A perfect vacuum!
Me a paralysed Caliban,
A blank stare,
The violent rage of the oceans.....
A black iron heart,
Yet, a love so complete and a devotion so fervid!...
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