Hi

Your words have their way with me.
I feel the flow fall from your soft subtle lips
Licking in my ears with their seductive tendrils
causing synapses sending signs to light fires
and the flames heat my skin flushing me red with lust
charging me electrically turning everything white and blue
with light my eyes lose focus, straining gazes at your face
smiling pretty knowing your lyrically spoken songs of
conversation take me completely and leave me
wanting more and more, kneeding and pleading from within
to reach out my unpleasantly begrimed hands so calloused
with the labors and undeserving to brush against your
heavenly ambrosial robe of skin. My deliciously flaunting Nymph
My Aphrodite, my Magdalena. So perfect a disaster
my heart crumbles in sadness and sorrow should so much as
a frown steal across your unfathomably fantastic face, If so much
as a solitary hateful tear should fall from your exquisitely radiant
eyes. Eyes so perceptive and piercing they cut through the darkest
walls to bring light, to find meaning, to bring mercy. I ask is it time to breath,
as every syllable spoken by you begs my breath to halt. Steals the wind from my lungs and freezes my heart should the beating be too loud and overcome the sweet sounds that emanate so eloquently from the verve of your breast. Lungless and heart-stilled I await your permission to continue my inner function to live another moment if only for you to bless me again with another short bout of dying just to be blessed with your idiom.

I don't believe I could ever survive, if in passing me, you rumored more than "Hi"