hypnotic

is this sweet tranquility
or
tortuous solitude?
either way,
Fortune smiles eternal.


soft and gentle memories
flow
past the edges of your soul,
and you yield,
as if to the silky brush
of a lover's lips.



a taste of the infinite
sharpens desire,
and you hunger
for what could be.



so, sweetness,
slip into these arms
and feel the colors 
of our flame,
let us soar
together,
as lovers do.

let us drown our fears
in wonder
and mystery.