Amanda

My love for her burns like an undying flame,
On an endless wick with no wax to tame.
Ridding my guilt, and igniting passion,
With rose red lips and skin pale of ashen.
Her beauty surpasses that of the moon,
Lighting the night like a golden afternoon.
Radiant darkness brighter than the sun,
Blinding my senses to what has begun.
This need for her grows stronger in my mind,
A love like a weed forever entwined.
She invades my head leaving no thought unturned,
Sprouting pods of thoughts until none are yearned.
She embraces me with warpath and a kiss,
Transforming my lust into eternal bliss.