How can these words pull me like your silken threads....?
How can your fire.... douse me?
How can your pulse weaken mine......?
How can you be so awake to my thoughts...?
When they shroud me in mystery...................
When will you dawn upon me ... with your brilliance and your desire?
Like that moment in history, when god gave me the freedom to love and to belong....
I want spring to settle down and autumn to linger on....
When will you conquer the empyrean; stretching across like a single ray of gold....?
When will you bring me the gift of your soul.....?
When will I reach the pinnacle of my love... or recognize it’s very being.....
My infatuation must end.....my desire must be gone.... my love forelon....
How can your fire.... douse me?
How can your pulse weaken mine......?
How can you be so awake to my thoughts...?
When they shroud me in mystery...................
When will you dawn upon me ... with your brilliance and your desire?
Like that moment in history, when god gave me the freedom to love and to belong....
I want spring to settle down and autumn to linger on....
When will you conquer the empyrean; stretching across like a single ray of gold....?
When will you bring me the gift of your soul.....?
When will I reach the pinnacle of my love... or recognize it’s very being.....
My infatuation must end.....my desire must be gone.... my love forelon....
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When will you bring me the gift of your soul.....?
Quite a remarkable composition of words and iam attracted to that magnetic usage of the word "empyrean"......