Static Not

So to you, My love: In a moment i ponder, with resolve, I call. Without distraction I move affectionately to your life. Resolutely, to capture a morsel the images that you portray. I have a wander lust; unquenchable I seem. I am a reed; a stick lying near the drink of an oasis. I long to move my roots into sumptuous bounties and soaking delights of your wondrous waters. I am so in need to let the dry branches of my soul be lavished in the life force of your being. I dream I chase. Be the answer the repose to my quest. I have blown in from the desert. The wind that carries me is hot. Now, where I stay is in solitude and threatens to mortalize my existence.. Though I meander in the mysticism of Gods and Angels I feel a beckon to unloosen my wings to fly. So I stretch and flutter. Poised on a ledge, I listen for the call. "Please take me and I will be Yours." I will unleash the drive within me. I will reciprocate your soothing lotion with a fire that only you deserve. Do not neglect my burning and I will not negate your passions. To you I call!