Sanguine Lovers

A solitary maiden sits on the bank of a languid river,
Her eyes fixed on the translucent water,
Glistening with every ripple,
Appearing as if the stars had fallen
From the night sky,
And had been submerged beneath the surface
Where their radiance attempted to break free.
She was physically present,
However, her cognition was soaring,
High above the lush green forest,
The towering mountain tops,
The birds in easy flight.

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Why do I love you?

Why do I love you? ‘Tis a query you may ask,
To which answers you may seek.
The answers dwell in rapturous expressions,
Of my heart, my mind, my body, my soul.
I love you for the way you gaze lovingly into my eyes,
Arousing in me a consciousness that in your eyes
I’m all there is, all there ever was and all that will be.
I love you for the way your lips slowly form a smile,
That sends a surge of adrenaline right through my body,
Elevating my somber and downtrodden soul.
I love you for the way you whisper softly,
Words that excite my mind, moves my heart,
Makes me laugh and simultaneously cry tears of joy.
I love you for the way you hold me in an avid embrace,
That no stone-walled fortress could ever compare,
To the security I find in your arms, where no peril can reach me.
I love you for the way your fingertips caress my skin,
Your touch burns to the very core of my being,
Causing my heart to dance with the beat of its own drum.
I love you for the way you gently kiss my lips,
Banishing my fears, my doubts, my troubles, my thoughts,
Awakening my senses—I see, hear, smell, taste and feel only you.
I love you for the way you know the real me, the private me completely,
You’ve read every chapter of my life gone by,
And vowed to be a recurring character in every chapter to come.
And most of all, I love you for the way you love me,
In the most tender, selfless, purest, truest, passionate way,
With a faithful heart that endures Forever...

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