There is nothing I want more.
I want to be with you always.
Lost in your fragrance,
I don’t ever want to be found.
The way your hair cradles your face,
The way you smile,
Countries would lay down arms.
I want to be with you always.
I wrap my arms around you.
I stare into your eyes.
They mesmerize and hypnotize,
And I kiss you deeply.
In unspoken language,
I hear your passion.
In your touch,
I taste memories.
Lost in your fragrance,
I am at your neck and you sigh,
A benevolent parasite,
A willing host.
We remove what is left of our inhibitions.
You radiate an undiscovered light,
I do not wince.
I don’t ever want to be found,
We drift to the alter of Eros.
I am lost in your eyes.
We pleasure each other as lovers do.
A glow consumes us,
sorcerers of romance,
We merge.
The way your hair cradles your face,
I run my fingers through it.
In our oblivious intertwine,
What we want is near.
You grasp my arms in anticipation,
we no longer hold back.
Supernova.
The way you smile,
Has squelched my fear.
You hold my hand as I grow weaker.
The road side bomb that has maimed me,
Has brought me here to you.
I use my last breath to tell you,
And to you it makes no sense:
“We could have been lovers.”
Countries would lay down arms.
