Can I put your mind at ease
like a soft whispering breeze
against weathered, withering leaves.
(teetering them, ever so gently)
Can I bestow upon you
the multitude of fantasies
that are locked away in my mind
like an undiscovered treasure.
Worthy to no other, but you!
"Can I?"
Can I set ablaze the spark within you
until it ruptures through your flesh
like a meteor ripping through absolute midnight.
Burning so intense that it almost feels Devine,
liberating your mind
of any uncertainties.
Certainly, ...
this moment is genuine!
"YES, I can!"