satturno

I've made you my goddess. I've called you my muse. I've built alters to you with prose. I've worshiped your image. I've praised how you move. I've waxed ecstatic over a pose. But it is your insides that glimmer. It is your mind that allures. I'm hopelessly drawn to your soul. I know I can't touch you. I don't really care. Just meeting you has made us whole.