I see you now, the flutter of a butterfly.
I chase you, To feel, to lose,
You are in my sight, Open the gate, I follow through and into you. My longing for you, My belonging to you. For what magic is this that consumes me so…
Dizzy and daydreamt, the fire that is you. Your scorching presence lingers and writhes, burning and engulfing the emptiness I feel.
Controlling and out of control, With fiery hands you grasp. Cradling me in your embrace of flame. My eternal sun.
The bringer of light into my life.
The heaven and hell that is love.
Maurice Cross