Desire

I’ve built a bridge between our hearts,

In verse I wish to spell,

A difference from the many starts,

From elation back to hell.

You are the sweet fruit of the vine,

A mesmeric epitome of beauty,

I wish for you to be only mine,

A treasure of newborn booty.

For much there is that lies ahead,

To learn and to discover,

From a hollow shell that was truly dead,

Overflows from you my lover.

I wish to see the pleasure of flush,

Written in scarlet across your face,

Whispered in a lover’s hush,

Deep satiation has its place.

To be your man it seems,

That it cannot be but true,

You are the angel of my wildest dreams,

My desire runneth over you.

David Vitali 2017.