Finding myself again

Your tearing want, your invasive fever
Seeking sweet lilies, ripe for seduction
In the twilight they become supple
Resting agape for your eager nose
You make misguided victims of your sin
I notice you while I languidly idle
I hasten and hide, but I am seen
The grass calls me with its crescendo
A crisp and graceful ambience carries me
A mildness brushes by my paper skin
I am fresh and alive in this seclusion
Moonwhite, bathed in watercolour 
Opalescent roselight and cornflower
This place that will forever be my welcomer
Where fated osmosis refines my lungs
Where your appetite cannot find me
Where loneliness is only letters
Where I hide, but I am found