Sea Of Love
Allow me to narrate my love upon your
iron seat. Shhh, .... just the impassioned cries of surrender, no spoken words need be conveyed. Lay your head and thoughts to rest between my cusping palms, grant me this war to wage for us. As I deftly feel each burden and desire cast forth in reflection, your mind is mine to cipher and conquer. My every heart string is in offering, to lace with yours; a mosaic of dulcet songs, can they sing to a united flutter. Eye to eye, and lips to lips; we'll meet soul to soul, as you greet the depths of my seismic sea;
.....my love spilling upon your iron seat.