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All the Days of My Life
by Chelse Elliot
You...
Are a man of bone
and mortal skin
I am a woman...
A falling star
sparkling in the grace of your hands
I trust in your ravishing strength
and your symmetrical goodness
You...
Are the miracle of my life
like a baby in my arms
the felicity of springtime
gazing at your face
blossoming into a lusty smile
Adoration in eyes
speaking words yet unspoken
You...
Are like a freckled, one-toothed boy
drawing fireworks with all 62 crayons
on the walls of my heart
In daydreams we soar
in your rickety bi-plane
Throwing baskets
of red water balloons
Stampeding zebras
across the Sarangetti
Delirious children delighted
in our savage flight
You...
Are my poetic song
and I sing you pearls
My golden treasure
you are my sun
You are a universe
beyond my most
solemn imaginings
My heart thrills
my soul calls your name
You...
Are like the shy faced
boy of my youth
The blushing first date
clutching all your courage
in a fist of flowers
I tremble like a sparrow
in your hungry gaze
As your dry lips
brush my mouth
in the first taste of passion
You...
Enchant me
with silver-toned bubbles
of delicate dreams
and in the noontide
I dance with the
cymbal and the seraphina
And in the night
in wonder
I shimmer in the moonglow
of your spectral gaze
You...
Are the sea
encompassing my earth
with intricate tides
Bathed in the soul of
your love for me
my love for you
swirling in the strumming waves
and the swelling green yearning
of our dreams
You...
Are a mountain
I am...
The snow folding myself into your arms
Floating into your in-most heart
You...
Warm me
transform me
I am...
The sapphire lake reflected in your eyes
You...
Have a heart of iron
bravely hedonistic
The windows and walls
quake at your desire
The flames of your fire
draw me into the raging night
Shivering at the door of your citadel
You...
Carry me in wooden arms
feed my ripe cherries
picked by your hands
and tend me
gently in the feathered-bed
of your soul
You...
Command the sun to
smile in slender rays
of the honeysuckle dawn
You weave your body into mine
Your seed
is a sacred tapestry
igniting my womb
Lashed to the pyre
of your bone and mortal skin
The hemispheres of my mind align...
Famished with longing
that I may feel the essence of you
and the blessed purity of our love
All the days of my life
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