my words rustle, dry in winds
bearing silence in our midst
you soar on iridescent wings
parting all enshrouding myst
you are
a vision in white
your hair woven darkness
amorphous shadows pulled free
their stygian darkness infesting me
your face made with morning light
jewelled cheeks, shinning bright
frangrance your body, skin as milk
honey your lips, touch as silk
I long, you breath warmth on my lips
to feel your touch against my skin
brush your fingers, across my face
exploring contours, in sweet embrace
murky winter, vines cling, twining on the stone
when cold etches, settling in, chilling to the bone
your presence warms my soul, with you i'm meant to be
you were, you are, you'll always be...beautiful to me
