Into secrets untold by the firelight,
Raining down your back
Are my words that do not fade
Like that of the sparks upon the rising tendrils
Let a burn capture the highlights
Upon your cheeks,
As the stare of your eyes
Allows radiance to grow greater than the sun
While it wallows in the shallows of any lake
In this deathly world.
Why not be embraced, in these wide arms
That seek to unfold you
Upon the rug of your choosing.
With a face that smiles near as the Earth can curve
By your form that holds the same shapes,
That I can open you like a book
Of only two pages.
For I hold you in halves,
Wilted of all images I've come to see
Have made it past the bliss
Into the sundering skies
That receive all nearby cries.
You are as beautiful
As everything I've ever admired.