I want to make love to you, under the cresent moon;
The very first kiss, will taste like June.
I want to reach you through a solar flare, run your fingers through my galaxy hair.
What side of the universe could ever prepare me for this?
I want to touch you like a Muse of Venus, whisper scarlet pondering in your ear.
If I could pull you near, we would pour like aqua, melt like chocolate, the essence of lava.
Close your eyes, open your senses, feel me, breathe me, luminous lover.
Penetrate me like velvet luna.