To think that I have lain outside to watch the golden sun swept hues of the days twilight hours which such loving memories that evoke the internal warmth that suffuses my limbs with such a sweet sense of fulfillment as I wait for the fiery sparks of the celestials to appear to me with their light. And with the failing grasp of days ethereal light, the heavens shine down upon me and their sublime reality sets my soul ablaze as I turn my thoughts toward you.
In those thoughts with the peace of the heavens overlooking I slumber in this mortal coil, yet in my sleep my soul awakens and goes in search of you. I soar into the velvet sky laden with the morning’s coming dew, searching high and low, seeking to and fro until I find that timeless angel whom I have loved countless lifetimes throughout eternity, my dear that soul is you.
As quaint and abstract as this may sound, your companionship and intimacy of sharing your thoughts with me drives me to my most wanton passionate thralls that do froth flame as from a rupturing volcano. Yet all these words I must say sound hollow next to the depth and breadth of how deep this feeling is, for with your merest touch you have weld my passion and love in such a way one cannot see where one begins and the other ends.
I question again that passionate love that burns in my chest a thousand times brighter and hotter than the sun. I ponder it long into the night until the break of day when the sun comes to sing its siren sound of slumber to my soul’s succor. So I wake in misery not finding you in my arms and gather my soul’s sweet recollections of you deep within my subconscious while my spirit drowns an eye in remorse for the pain caused to both my soul and flesh for their want of you.
Oh and how I want you and long to stare into the depths of your eyes and ponder the mysteries I might find in them so that in that union as our eyes search the other’s depths therein we might breech the river of sorrow and cross into the paradise of each other and fill our lungs with the breath of contented sighs as we pant skin to skin, inside and around each other as one. Legs entwined, bodies supine, arches in each others spine, kissing and loving and slowly caressing, grasping and holding, gasping and moaning until a new day is dawn and all our strength is gone. But until such a day as this comes to pass I breathily sigh in morose recumbence as I stare blankly ahead and daydream of you.