Of elegance in serene landscapes Atop your form in the expression Of what grows, There are lakes for gleams, With eyes that never seem To stare with much discomfort. You are the ocean, As I am the boat That glides above you. There is no storm to press me down, To pressure you. Your evenness, Your calmness, Your beauty Is a wish for a majesty. Let love embed your form In the hollow earth, As if you were made to belong In the softness to your choosing. I see eyes as wide as oceans, apart, With a bare chest Spread with orbs of flesh Defused from the rest. You are in love with a savior Who offers you The might upon the sight Of his own. I see tresses that round the scalp To pour like lengthy waterfalls High in sheen, Low in color, For they identity to the cold soil, Yet warm in the glance. I will lay you across The world and all its light. I will merge you In my arms, heavy and wide, For they’ve lacked All beauty to hold, To behold.