My Only Love

if i could pull all i feel and truly paint for you, the sky would be my canvas, as no other field could hope to contain the depth of my love, wild as the ocean, soft as whispered rain, volcanic in passion, electric, rolling thunder, shocking and swift as wind-driven wonder
i cannot contain such need, such lust, such hunger
cannot endure without your sweet soft reach, your poetic depth, the heart and soul i see in your kindness, generosity, faith, and hope
such light in you, as creation, the first stir of life and magic, that bubbling moment when spirit crawls from the ether to wrap in physicality and draw breathe of flesh
the tantalizing fantasy that is your skin, your taste, your temperature
you obsess me to fancy, to dream, to maddened animal fever
your arms, to grip, to wrap tight, to snuggle and nuzzle and know my home rides your flesh, moves your life, sets you so apart from others, to such beauty and gift that i cry
i marvel
i thank all that is for you and the blessing that drives you
my heart lives again, in your love, in your healing nature, in your heavenly giving heart, your achingly enrapturing soul
i love you with all i am, and give thanks to you for making it so, for giving life again to this void i was, and love again to this girl you possess