Errant Soliloquy

i slipped and fell so deep into your eyes
  and revelled in the tempest of their depths
  enraptured by you, i soliloquised
  and scarcely noticed all the tears i wept

O, tears of joy! your faded countenance
  epitome of all i once desired
  i watch you move and tiny shadows dance
  rekindling the ash of passion's fire

desirous of touch, with fingers bold
  i reassure myself your flesh is real
  staying chaste may seem so very cold
  but i don't want to change the way we feel

tonight i'll wish upon the brightest star
  that i can have you just the way you are