Eye to eye,
ecstacy to ecstacy,
we lay next to each other.

Your hair becomes my world,
engulfing my vision,
my hands running through it,
it's perfume pure and seductive.

Your skin becomes my world,
eyes smiling as I look upon it,
hands trembling yet smooth
as I caress this living silk,
and the fragrance of roses,
of youth, of joy,
fills my nostrils.

Your eyes become my world,
and I am utterly lost in their gaze.
I drink them in like wine
and they intoxicate me.
I breath them in like the air
and they sustain me.
I look at them like far off stars,
and they guide me in my long
journey through the night.