I searched for words within my depths
to shine a mirror in my soul.
And reflect the aching in my chest
from love that rolls
like the ocean's crest.
The waves that cast on shores of stone,
driven by the power of the sea,
fail to compare to the churning long
crashing in me
while we are withdrawn.
Without your smile, the warmth of June
feels like a February wind.
And roses that by my window bloom
are but a scent
of night's perfume.
For to look into your eyes of jade
is to know eternity exists.
And I would die just for a taste
upon your lips,
of heaven made.
Yes in your arms, upon your skin
when finally my body meets,
my life is found from the love within
your own heart's beat
as we embrace again.