Falling in Love With a Poet

I cannot fathom your depths,
you have words,
of your skin;
And your body,
it speaks in tongues,
veils and confronts,
I desperately want to touch;
I seek that warmth,
that sparks,
these thoughts;
What makes you,
more than a person,
a ghost and an illusion,
of everything,
one can feel.
You have inside you,
a world,
of your own making,
that invites me.

© soulreserve 2015

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