if i could speaks words...

whenever i see you,
it's as though
i were home
in a majestic palace
your eyes are portals to the mysteries
of the universe,
the very vestibules
of longings...

your breath takes me away,
makes me feel alive,
your heart is of most golden talents made,
made stellar with
such beatific passion,
hearing your voice

is of operatic bubbles stuffed,
your glance
as of something more than sewn,
and when i think of you
i think
surely god is near
shadows unaware...

being away from you,
i feel
apart, twisted as
a champagne corkscrew to the heart,

je t'aime
je vrai t'aime...
i am slain
your divine
majesty.