At least that is my wish

To watch you

When I ravage you

You aren't meant for love

For your eyes promise 

A mystical ferocity

Which simmer

Beneath that facade of decor

Yes, I want you

I know I would be lost

In your eyes tremor

But I can't hold it back

Any longer

I wish to find myself

In you

Those bewitching eyes

Which promises to match my fervor.

©LR