Your Gaze

Your gaze, feasting upon my body, Wakes up colourful butterflies In my belly And bids me, To shed off anything mundane That clings on to me Merely to respond to its call! Your gaze, Muse, so dark and deep Tilts my balance And bids my calm composure To overflow, Making of me, a cyclone, Ready to assault a calm lagoon! In their depths, I solely wish to be Chilling as freely as would a nymph, Overjoyed each time Their flames would rest over my forms, Thirsty and longing for when You shall be able to satiate yourself As carefreely as would an angel in love With the sins that envelop my purity!