so sweetly captivated
the aura of your allure
has subtly made me
know that I am a woman
after your cake
no icing need ever be offered
knight of my nights
you trample me not
but build me up
to an over flowing bouquet
of butter cups
before you, I bloom
amid the moments we have shared
such depth of feeling only further
grows
you are my food
and I your libation
we are a world solely unto ourselves
should you slip away
a void that before was not there
shall so like a bruise appear
upon the surface of my heart
and as Edward prophesized to Jane
such string of communion
were it to be plucked
I fear would take to bleeding inwardly
ours is a story of interaction
alike energies shamelessly combining
to generate such sweet recognition
a cauldron of great possibilities
stirs to be realized
one man, one woman,
a couple of most memorable moments
melded themselves together to make
a very new we, mature into a most
cherished us
so dare never spare me
but live to commemorate
the tender exultation of
'Love's Own Timeless Blindness'.............
(March 3, 2014 515 am)