First Star To Your Empty Night

I want a love that fills my veins like liquid fireworks sweet like sugar and cinnamon strong enough to knock me off my feet, like a mighty ocean wave, yet gentle and magic like the forgotten lyrics to a nursery rhyme I want our spirits to soar into a bright forever like two yellow balloons released, by the tiny, sticky hands of a little child I want, my man, to know my true self like the words to a favorite song on the radio to feel me, all that is me rhythm bound from a beaten street drummer I wish to be a bright guiding light as the first star to your empty night A familiar love, as traveling back to a childhood spot your first love kiss... first bully fight... first playground crush lost... I want a love that encompasses my senses, envelopes me from nothing, like the steam from my rose petal tea filling my pores leaving me rejuvenated and refreshed A love, whom steals my worries as a thief in the night and greets me with doe- eyed kisses, once rounding up a fight I speak these words into the universe, to send me a love to call my own what path will my soul mate travel to me, mysterious mystical journey unknown