Wanting

I have an appetite
No
I am on fire
With
The soft sweetness
Of you
I see the glimmer
Under
Your eye lids
It's like
The flickering
Of a
Rippling stream
In the
Reflection of the sun light
But then
There is the story of your lips
They fire me
They cause lusty field of wild flowers
In blossom
I see the humming birds drink from them
Sustenance
Nectars my heart with sugar
I really
Am lost in your in your lips
This
Valentine's day