Yours For the Taking
My last thought at night,
and my first upon waking.
I love only you. My heart's
yours for the taking.
I offer myself in a
goblet of passion
and tender my reason
sans logic or ration.
For you're the reflection
I see in the mirror.
My heart is aflame.
All my senses are clearer.
My soul's gone from black
to a warm amber hue.
My love is a gift,
that was meant just for you.
Copyright © David Irby | Year Posted 2016
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