Her iris smells of morning rain,
Of decomposing leaves in soil.
Her gaze grows mushrooms in my brain,
And grapevines cross my flesh like coil.
We sit beside a waterfall.
My roots plant firmly in the rock
So that I cannot move at all.
I only listen to Her talk.
Her voice sounds sweet like chirping birds
A song to mesmerize my heart,
I cherish every given word
And feel the sounds tear me apart.
Within Her eyes, a forest thrives.
Admiring them, I feel alive.
As the night approaches,
And the wind grows cold.
As the sound of the stream
Carves through the trees,
And the animals come for me.
I caress Your hair like moss.
I hold You close to me
And smell the wildflowers
That grow from within You.
I kiss the bark of the trees,
I lay on the smooth stones,
I open myself up to the forest,
And I want You to consume me.
Yet, You never do,
But I don’t mind.
I release my heart into Your winds,
And I cherish the whisper in return.
I would do anything to kiss you just once.
To feel the fire singe my lips
And spread across my cheeks as you hold them.
To feel your perfume like smoke tickle my nose.
To feel the flames of your hair tangle with mine
And intertwine like branches in a forest fire.
To feel my body grow hot as you step close
And as your weight presses against me
Our skin melts into molten passion.
To feel innocent in the chaos.
To feel the fire cleanse us of worry and doubt.
To feel like everything will burn down around us.
And even if we never kiss again,
At least my heart will have been consumed by our fire.