Can you understand my weakness

for your love?

It is rare for me to taste

the delicacy of your soul

Ever-changing and born

into passion–

I am in debt to the one

who created you with such

beautiful vibrancy

it allures the mystery

that reflect in your eyes–

Romantic Languages that you speak

When we roll around together

under the sheets-

Where erotica floods my thoughts

and love making desires flow from

my tear ducts-

In the fragile woman that you are

I can not dare to dream without

fragments of you outlined in my fantasies-