Her lips taste of absinthe and full moons.

Her scent is of purple sunsets and pure passion.

The nectar of the gods as near as I can tell—

She mystifies me, fascinates me,

Challenges me.

I have never met anyone like her before.

It throbs like an itch

In desperate need of scratching

Overwhelms my being.

Wells inside of me—

Swells me—

We lay naked under moonlight.

The air—dense with desire.

Shadows of branches of a nearby tree

Play across our naked forms.

I drink in her beauty

She inhales my soul

We lose ourselves in the oceans of each other’s eyes

For what feels like

An Eternity.

I want to live in her world

And for her to live in mine,

If only for a moment

We could merge.