to a lover (that i love to love)

cover my eyes for me, and let loose a string of prose that would shatter the mirrors for miles while keeping me warm beside you & you're beautiful, as you should know, and if not i want to spend forever making you believe it and the stars pale beside you and life's light brightens at the thought of making love for what may seem like days at a time & sliding back and forth thru dreams now scrawled on the sheets to become true--I could die happy if you were the last to kiss my forehead and tell me that the show was wonderful.
cover my eyes for me, so it's only the back of your hands that i can smell as you lead me thru the cavern to a small pool of ecstasy.
now take my hands as we dance. we dance and i feel your back, and hold you closer than you could ever imagine if only to somehow merge our smiles and recall that nothing ever felt quite as good as this moment that hangs above our heads--

it shines. it's musical in all grand appearance.

the fog is no more--pushed backwards and suffocated by your wisdom and love.