Basking in the tropical glow of you... Thursday, November 12, 2009

There is a certain highness to the love I feel for you,

And a depth that knows no bounds,

And when it comes to sound and sight

No words can there be found.

But most of all there's that sweet perfume

That wafts up to my soul,

It leaves me pure and chaste,

It leaves me thirsting on for more,

Gently nudging me to your door,

And there you stand so patiently awaiting my return,

Like only a devoted lover can.

You never ask a thing of me that isn't in my heart,

And as you touch me oh so tenderly

In the brilliance of your light,

My gratitude explodes again

With the rapture of your might.

I then slip off my jacket and ask to spend the night,

Absorbed by your hallowed beauty as you stand there naked

In the alpenglow of twilight.

And as I step across the threshold

You hold me in your arms,

And then I'm gone again,

So completely gone again,

Wrapped up in all your charms.

Coming from all directions at once,

I am yours...

Dr. John